When the morning star shines high, the stars shine brightly, popularizing the four directions...... At such a time, even Mingyue retreated to hide her face.

Under the same night sky, the same silk clouds are not, and the same wind is no longer ......

However, there are two very different boundaries on the ground under the high light of the morning star:

The first place, prosperous, gentle and rich, is Jinling, the capital of the Southern Zhou Dynasty today. In the Tingli Pavilion in the suburbs of Jinling, in the Changsheng Hall of the Tingli Pavilion, since nightfall, a night banquet is being held lively, and the game of the Hu people is being played - drumming and passing flowers.

The other place where the morning star shines is just north of Jinling, thousands of miles away. It was originally the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now it has become the base of Hulu to watch the Central Plains - Yanjing.

Since the sky has just been dark, there has been heavy snow inside and outside Yanjing City.

Cool officials are fiercer than tigers. In Yanjing, under the rule of the Hu people, the aboriginal people closed their doors early, and the heads of the houses carefully locked the courtyard doors, put down the door bolts, and then, in the innermost small black room, they hugged around the hearth, their wives and children kneeled, and they had to specially instruct the children to speak quietly.

Only in this way can the family hope to survive the bitter and long autumn and winter after this day by being obedient and not causing trouble.

There are no candles in every house, no cooking smoke is emitted from every household, and even the red-dusted place of Bada Hutong, which was so prosperous and lively all night a few years ago that it has stopped its doors and changed its course to become an armory......

The snow fell silently, illuminating the towering Zixiao Palace, the highest point in Yanjing.

The entire palace complex, which looks peaceful on weekdays, is lonely at this time, like a wooden boat floating in the ocean.

After a while, the various parts of the "wooden boat" - Qiankun Palace, Jingtai Palace, Longlin Palace, Wanshou Garden, Imperial Garden, Splendid Palace, Longshen Palace...... All of them were soaked in heavy snow.

Then, more violent invasions unexpectedly hit this once prosperous supreme hall one after another, with strong winds tearing down beams, snow pouring courtyard walls, and hail slaughtering flowers......

Zixiao Palace was in shambles.

The moat, known as one of the nine views of the capital - "Jinxia Sunset", is not calm at all at this time, because it is still in the middle of summer, and the moat that is not frozen is smashed by ice and snow as if it is blooming.

On the walls of the moat, the Golden Armor Imperial Forest Army stood in line in the snow, frozen into a row of immovable statues.

Yes, there are no figures on the streets.

There was not a single stir in the imperial city.

Manyan Jingcheng, there is no popularity!

"Is it really as predicted - the city is going to die?!" Tuoba Biao, the commander of Beihu, looked at the snow-covered Great Wall of the North at the skyline that was covered by heavy snow and was like a thin dragon, full of suspicion.

He had just received a holy edict from King Hu, urging him to start a new round of war as soon as possible.

"Alas, this new winter full of snow is coming, I don't know...... How many more Hu families are going to be torn apart?!"

However, King Hu never trusted military generals. Therefore, Tuoba Biao knew that he did not have the capital to resist and argue in the royal court.

Even he didn't know if this heart death was for the weak woman in the Central Plains, or for this never-ending killing......

Tuoba Soaring shouted in a deep voice.

Above the snow-covered capital, the morning star is bright.

Tuoba said in his heart: "On such a snowy night, you should be alone, not drunk and not returning." ”

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"Yue'er bends and hangs in Kyushu, a few families are happy and a few are sad-" The last song is Miao Miao, which can be regarded as saving Qingwen. At the moment, Qingwen was dragging her voice and ending the word "sorrow", while searching her intestines and scraping her stomach, and she couldn't come up with a new song to deal with it.

Seeing that the "pseudo" moon worship and the drum beat of the real Xiaobao were about to defeat Xiao Qingwen's singing, at this time, the chivalrous Baoyu bravely jumped on the stage and shouted loudly:

"Eggplant eggplant peeling,

Cut into dices—"

Everyone applauded, I don't know if they really felt that the lyrics of this broken thought were in tune with the drumbeat of the moon worship over there, or whether this applause was just to praise the stinky feet of Lord Jia Zheng.

Baoyu, known as "people come crazy", became even more energetic when she heard someone applaud.

He also ignored the gloomy face of his father Jia Zheng in the box, Baoyu directly strode high, approached the center of the circle surrounded by the flower herald, faced Xiao Qingwen, and continued to "rescue" and sing without shame:

"The chicken fat chicken is fried,

Mushrooms, bamboo shoots, mushrooms, dried mushrooms,

Ding, slices, silk, pieces,

sesame oil sesame oil collection,

Mix the oil with the oil,

The porcelain jar is tightly sealed and the mouth is closed

Next year, the melon seeds are fried and mixed-"

When Qingwen heard this, she exclaimed, isn't this just listening to the housekeeping dish of the Oriole Pavilion-"Soft Fragrant Tomato Fish"? This kid actually stole the recipe.

Here, Baoyu hasn't sung enough, and over there, Wei Xiaobao listens so brightly, he has been beating the drum hard for half a day, causing his chest to be close to his back and his stomach growling with hunger. At this time, I heard that the recipe in Baoyu's lyrics was originally a family dish that I grew up with and never got tired of eating, and I didn't feel that I thought about it in my heart, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help swallowing foam and swallowing saliva, so it was a good thing.

With such a distraction, the drum beat in his hand weakened significantly.

is so weak, the clumsy drumming muffled sound clearly reveals: this is clearly a boy's rough and careless drumming sound.

Hearing the sound of the drums turning off the chains, the people looked back curiously at the past.

Qingwen had actually seen the scene of Wei Xiaobao dropping his bag and worshipping the moon. In a hurry, in order to help Wei Xiaobao continue to disguise, Qingwen gestured to Baoyu with her eyes, Baoyu understood it and hurriedly made a paddle action, Qingwen patted her head, she really remembered, she sang loudly again desperately:

"The two of us rowed a boat to pick red lings—"

Everyone's eyes were really attracted to Qingwen's body again, and let go of the "pseudo-moon worship" in the drumming.

"Yes, yes, there is love

Gotcha, my sister has a heart—"

Singing this, Qingwen found that Xiyue cast an affirmative gaze, Lao Bustard cast a suspicious gaze, Jia Zheng cast a hateful gaze, and Xiaobao's back also seemed to have an invisible pair of eyes blinking and blinking to cast a grateful gaze from Qingwen......

Also, the boy next to him, that is the gaze of the five-body cast!

Qingwen turned a blind eye and continued to sing to herself. Isn't there any magic in this song? The people who pass the flowers are in a trance when they hear it, and the movements of the flowers are like rowing, picking, fluttering, and graceful with the song, as if they are ashamed to see their brother......

The song hypnotizes the dream and everyone gets drunk......

"It's like a two-horned diamond

I was born on the same day

We're all of the same—"

When Qingwen sang here, she suddenly felt a little scared and began to regret it: "Why do you dare to say such a shameless song, if you let your father know, you can't beat him half to death?!"

During the banquet, only two people were awake.

One is Xiyue, who seems to have sensed the long-lasting snow that will fall thousands of miles away, and has sensed an unprecedented danger.

One is Jia Zheng, he is not as supernatural as Xiyue to perceive the arrival of the snow smell, he just faintly has a kind of uneasiness: "Okay, kill the people of the Guangshang Opera Troupe, and leave no one! Why can this little girl in front of her sing the authentic "phoenix tone"?"