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There is a flat boat in the middle of the lake, and on the flat boat, there is a weeping white man in a hat and a robe, looking at the sunset approaching the lakeshore.

At that time, in that majestic atmosphere, an old master who did not eat the fireworks of the world was tired of blowing out the everlasting lamp, pushed open the old house, and sat among the grass and trees to quietly meet the sunset in the west.

In addition, on another flat field, an old man with a yak staggered along with the mackerel that had been caught from an unknown lake.

Suddenly, the old man snorted softly from his nose, and the yak stopped its hooves and brushed the ox's tail sullenly, but it did not attract the old man's attention.

I saw that the old man thoughtfully wanted to see through the unreachable black sun.

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There is a summer pavilion in Changliang County, no one cares about it in winter, it is overcrowded to welcome summer, if you want to go to the west mountain at dusk, people go to tea and cool, and looking at the summer pavilion from a distance always makes people reverie the admiration of the cocoon standing alone.

When Shen was sent away, the green hill with bushes and leaves in the west was still shining, and the black sun was in the corner of the peak, and it was still slow to set.

The crowd dispersed, and the summer pavilion that left only half a cup of herbal tea suddenly ushered in three teenagers, two tall and one thin. Especially the thin boy who was holding a wooden bamboo in his hand and a grass root in his lips, and the two young men next to him who were quite strong as cattle had a taste of incompatibility.

The three of them were dressed in cloth, and at a glance they knew that they were not the children of the anointed sorghum, and the bald young man among them snorted, sat firmly on the stone chair, and did not forget to pick up the wine gourd that bound his waist, and drank it from his lower abdomen.

The thin white boy was bored, lying on the steps of the aisle on his side, lifting the wooden bamboo and knocking on the soil in front of him.

There was also a burly but swarthy young man who had no gourd wine in his hands, nor the half-broken wooden bamboo, but he had an old love to chatter, and he sat down with his legs cocked, grinned, and said in a somewhat foolish voice: "I heard that an old study has been added to Kyoto." ”

The thin white boy didn't care, and bit the root of the grass and said vaguely: "There are so many studies in the city that I can't count them on ten fingers, it's not too much to add one, and no one will worry about one less, so what if I add another one now?" ”

The black-faced young man stopped his hand, looked at his nose and nose and said, "It's an old study, but I heard that the study is an academy." Calling the mountain. ”

The bald young man sitting on the hot cold stone happily grabbed the wine gourd with rice fragrance, frowned and said, "What an ugly name." ”

The thin white boy felt that this was reasonable, closed his eyes and silenced his mouth, and knocked the barren soil with wood and bamboo as usual, thoughtfully. The bald boy frolicked with the wine in the gourd, and did not say a word. The black-faced man observed the words and saw that the two of them were ape-minded, knowledgeable and dumb, and looked at a few deserted small temples in the west.

Outside the pavilion, the red ants were wrapped around the roots of the old trees, and the thin white boy tried to use half a piece of wood and bamboo to pick away the red ants that were smaller than broken rice, feeling bored, and spit out the grass in his mouth and said: "In the future, I also want to add a study and an academy." Even the name has been taken, and it is called Baili Stream. ”

The bald man shook the gourd and glanced at him: "It's better not to go to Zhoushan." ”

The white thin young man frowned and didn't argue, and looked at the straw sandals that had accompanied him across the 100-mile road, which were dilapidated and shabby, revealing a rancid smell, and sighed with joy: "I didn't have silver to buy paper, ink, pen and inkstone, I once saw the rice paper of the academy, and the Zihao pen was expensive." ”

The bald boy drank with his head in a gourd, without asking or answering. The honest black-faced young man who is often called stupid widened his eyes, patted his legs, and regardless of how cold his yellow teeth looked, he suddenly shouted: "Look at the sky." ”

The two had a tacit understanding to look up at the sky.

It turned out that the western sky was half red unconsciously, and the Wuyang, which was stagnant on the mountain peak and couldn't bear to slip away, became more and more red, like red dates accumulating.

The redness is translucent and non-blushing, it is scarlet. Even the clouds of half a mile of road were also dyed scarlet, and the white thin boy saw it more sincerely, and saw an old eagle going towards the red clouds of half a mile road, and there was no news in an instant, not to mention half a piece of owl feathers, and the powder was not tasted.

The three of them looked at each other, and bumped into the clouds that attracted many birds, no matter how small they were, they had mixed feelings for a while.

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Youcheng, a few hundred miles away from Changliang County, is an east city, with thousands of households, and the plaster field is embroidered.

At this time, several officials in the Yamen of Youcheng were accompanied by the officials, and they could see the scarlet half of the west, although they couldn't see the clue, but they were up and down in their hearts, and they didn't know what to do.

There is a market behind the yamen, and suddenly the people come one after another, all of them are stupid and staring at the clouds of persimmon red in the sky, just raising their eyes, it is very terrifying.

The uncle who stood at the front and lacked a front tooth was bold, grinning and smiling to the officials and officials, but he was much smarter than Xiucai, pointed to his head, and did not forget to ask lightly: "Master Guan, what is the matter with the Tai Sui in the sky?" ”

Du Wenguan, who was sixty years old and dressed in light green clothes, did not dislike the strange rhythm of the uncle's voice shouted with a missing front tooth, and stroked his mustache uncertainly, and sighed: "Xu is Tai Sui is angry, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be peaceful in the future." ”

The uncle never believed in mountain ghosts, didn't read Qimen Dunjia, but he had lingering palpitations about the Tai Sui Ye on his head, and said fearfully: "Is there a way to say this?" ”

Du Wenguan was too lazy to say something that others couldn't understand, and said bluntly: "It is rumored that the second emperor of Luan's founding was angered by Tai Sui, and the people were all said to be light, and the old man didn't know what to do before and after. ”

"This Tai Sui is angry, and even a Zhongluan can't beat it?"

"It's hard to say that the Xiyun Dynasty and the Beikui Dynasty will be added as right-hand men."

"Really?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

"Then I have to hurry back to the old nest to pick up and pick up, there are still a few cattle at home who can't let go, but they will save their lives in the future."

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Zhongluan, Pingrafter City.

Zhongluan, which is often praised by the world as the first power at the moment, as its city capital, Pingrin City, can be full of boiling sky.

The sun does not set, the red clouds float, this has now made women and children know, the wind may not be without a cause, so the people who believe in the Bodhisattva have been kneeling and worshipping in front of the house for half an hour,

The unreasonable people also began to clean up the broken silver under the yellow beams, and the sky fell and it didn't matter, and the silver was gone and killed. This eternal truth has been written by many sages after many winds, frosts, rain and snow, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly, and it has naturally won the support of the people.

A mile away along the river, there is also the Jinluan Treasure Hall that stands on the grass roots.

The old man of the Zhong family, who had been wearing the five-clawed dragon gon for more than half a hundred years, fell tightly on the rammed earth city wall with five fingers on his left hand, and looked intently at a scroll of cursive in his right palm, ignoring the vision on the horizon. After half a moment, the old man breathed out of his nose and said: "People come." ”

The inner eunuch surnamed Li, who was kneeling three feet behind the old man Long Gon, bent over and took two steps forward, never daring to raise his head, and immediately knelt down and said, "The minister is here." ”

The old man handed the scroll of crepe cursive in his hand to the robed eunuch and said, "Personally send it to the Duke of Xixun, and then announce General Yuan to enter the palace." ”

The old inner eunuch intentionally or unintentionally saw a few cursive words in the volume, which caused a burst of panic, sweating, and did not dare to say a word, so he responded: "No." ”

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Xixun, in the White Kite Palace.

On the golden curtain of the Yue girl picking lotus, and on the royal couch engraved with a hundred birds and a phoenix, there is a woman dressed in palace clothes and bright eyes with bright teeth and graceful eyes. Judging from his face, he is about thirty years old, Gu Panjian is charming but not out of moderation, and his demeanor is gentle, just tapping tea on his fingertips, which is extremely attractive.

Next to the woman sat a middle-aged man, his black hair tied back haphazardly, sleepy-eyed and yawning. hugged everyone's girlfriends, drank half a glass of turbid wine, and did nothing. Suddenly, he saw a small inner eunuch hurrying over in ten steps, and shouted twice in a row with his throat raised, frowned, waved his wide yellow robe, and scolded: "What are you panicking about? Is it going to be reversed? "

The little inner supervisor was tender and unreasonable, but he knew that Long Yan was angry but he was going to drop his neck, so he was suddenly so frightened that he couldn't kneel down, buried his head deeply, and said with a cold heart: "Holy Lord, the little one knows that he is wrong, he really knows that he is wrong." But this is a secret letter handed over by Gonggong Li himself, and the little one saw that he immediately sent it with great difficulty, even if he didn't count the merits, he also asked the saint to forgive his sins. ”

Hearing that Zhongluan sent a secret letter, the man frowned and gradually calmed down, ignoring that the little eunuch was crying half-dead, and said bluntly: "Where is the letter?" ”

The little inner eunuch wiped a handful of snot and tears, stopped shouting, took out the cursive script from his sleeve and handed it to the man, and sat down precariously and said, "Holy Lord, this is it." ”

The little inner supervisor didn't know what was written on the letter, but he saw that the Duke of Xiyun left in a hurry after reading the letter, and even the girl on the royal couch ignored it, but he was really frightened, and he crawled behind the Duke of Xixun.

Out of the White Kite Palace, the little inner eunuch thought that the saint was going to run to the imperial study, but he didn't expect that Duke Xiyun would stand quietly outside the palace and look at the west, so confused for a while.

Before the little inner eunuch could bend down, Duke Xixun immediately shouted: "Prepare for battle!" ”

Hearing the four words of preparing for battle, the small internal supervisor changed color like talking about the tiger, and the six gods had no owner, and he was stunned. Last night in Chang'an, I didn't hear the rumors that there were desolate people outside Xinjiang who wanted to attack the city, so how could I have to fight for no reason? I'm afraid that I can't figure out who I want to beat.

After all, the holy decree cannot be violated, and the little inner eunuch swallowed the feeling of crying his father and calling his mother, and responded.

"Wait, and this secret letter, send Father-in-law Wei to personally deliver it to Beikui."

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Beikui, in the Tenglan Pavilion, a general who looks three big and five thick, crosses the flesh, and holds a broken ** Wu Dian Lu General frowned slightly, pushed open the pavilion door and saw a man in the corridor looking at the sky with his hands, without saying a word, kneeling down with a single paint, the spear that was as resolute as a man was stuck in the dust, and he clasped his fists in one hand and five fingers together and said in a deep voice: "The last general will see Your Majesty." ”

The man in the purple robe with the hat on his head only handed a scroll of cursive to the Luzi general with a long mighty jaw, and did not turn his back and shouted: "It's okay to see." ”

Lu Chao took it with both hands, and it was not too troublesome to bang through the armor, opened the grass roll and squinted at the tiger's eyes, forced a calm and breathed two breaths to hand over the cursive script to the man, and immediately picked up the broken ** and pushed the door out, and did not forget to leave a sentence before leaving: "The last general will tell General Hong to start the army immediately and prepare for the attack." ”

The king of Beikui sighed: "This day is going to change." ”

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Separated by millions of miles of mountains and rivers, the nearest to the sun is Changliang County, the red madman is the most summer pavilion, and now it has passed the unitary time, the golden yang with a hot high temperature inside and outside is more and more terrifying, not just a sentence of cold bones and hairs can taste that taste.

Before the time when the general in Pingrin City had prepared his troops and tamed his horses, a little hazy starlight immediately added to the depths of the red clouds.

The young man picked up half of the wooden bamboo erected in the nest soil, and the speed of holding his head high was not slower than usual, regardless of all kinds of doubts, he shouted out: "Look at what it is?" ”

The two cool young men under the pavilion shook their heads one after another, and the three of them stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and they were so distraught that they realized that there were actually a hundred armored cavalry in those few star spots, and they counted them on ten fingers, not to mention that there were 50,000 cavalry. Not to mention how grotesque the set of iron armor in front of those cavalrymen is, such skills as falling out of thin air but unscathed, I am afraid that it is difficult for those handful of masters in the rivers and lakes to do it.

The three young men didn't know how many people in the sky were looking at those stars at this moment.

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