Changle's word "don't" directly exposes what he thinks in his heart.

Looking at her daughter's shy look, the queen didn't know that her daughter was afraid that she had already had a good impression of Tang Laosi!

Of course, this is not surprising!

A pure filial piety, knowledgeable, able to earn money, and able to fight...... Isn't it common for men to like girls?

It's just that!

How does Hongu feel that the fake taste just now has become a real taste at this moment?

Is it because her daughter has a sweetheart in her heart?

Or was it because of an idea yesterday ......?

I don't understand!

Can't figure it out!

"Humph!"

The queen snorted coldly and said, "It's cheap on the Tang River!" Let's go down! ”

"Yes!"

Changle playfully stuck out his tongue and left after saluting.

Walking out of the Lizheng Palace, there were snowflakes, and the girl who had always been quiet actually stretched out her hand to catch a few snowflakes, and then spread her hands and turned around several times, and finally jumped to her dormitory.

These small actions naturally can't be hidden from the master of the harem.

That night, the empress told the emperor about the eldest daughter's small movements, and the emperor felt quite ....... Sour!

It was as if the most important treasure in his heart had been robbed by Tang He, but as everyone knows, this baby was forced out by himself, and he was completely asking for his own hardship.

The more the emperor thought about it, the cooler his heart became!

A girl who has been raised for ten years, TMD has only been going to school for a few days?

......

The snow is still falling, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

It's only the winter moon, if it's the wax moon, then what's the point?

Guanghua Gate, the only city gate for the people to enter and exit to the north of Chang'an City, there is a small village about five miles outside this city gate.

There are only eight or nine families in the whole village, and their houses are all wool and straw houses.

The bamboo fence is painted with mud and is the wall of the house, and a few columns nailed to the ground support a "human" shaped lid to be the roof. One of the advantages of such a house is that in the summer, the wind blows very cool. At the same time, there is also a downside, in winter, when the wind blows, the whole house is terribly cold.

If the hut is a little broken, the winter will be even more difficult.

At the northernmost end of the village is a dilapidated thatched hut with only two rooms. In the thatched hut, there lived an old man and a boy of eight or nine years old, a pair of grandchildren. The man of the family died during the conquest of Xue Ju, and the boy's mother was taken back by his mother's family to remarry.

It has been eight years since I left a newborn doll and my grandfather to live together.

In the era of the Tang Dynasty, the peasants who were over half a hundred years old were already in their last years, and their strength and physical strength basically fell to the lowest point. In addition, this year's winter is more violent, and the grandparents have not lit a fire at night for two or three days in a row.

Outside the house, snow was falling, a cold wind was blowing, and the inside of the house was like an ice cellar.

At the beginning of the ugly hour, the boy sleeping on the bed shivered and opened his eyes.

This was the third time he had woken up tonight, and the boy felt that there was no trace of warmth in the quilt after tightening the quilt made of wheat straw wrapped in the coarse cloth.

I couldn't help but cling to my grandfather beside me, praying for warmth.

The old man was woken up by his grandson's noise, and his body trembled slightly and asked, "Baby, are you awake again?" ”

"Hmm!"

The doll snorted, representing an answer.

"Hey! It's ......! ”

The old man sighed faintly and moved in the quilt, making the whole quilt rattle.

"Come on! Baby, cover Aweng's clothes! ”

It turned out that the old man took off the little clothes he had left on his body and wrapped them around his grandson.

The little doll's tongue knotted and said, "Ah Weng, I don't want to, you will be cold!" ”

The old man smiled in the darkness and said, "Ah Weng holds you, you are not afraid of the cold, wrap it up quickly!" ”

After that, the old man wrapped his clothes firmly around his grandson's body, and then stretched out his hand, hugged his grandson firmly, and slept together.

With his grandfather's clothes, his grandson feels a lot warmer. Lying in the arms of his only relative, sleepiness hit him, and he quickly fell asleep.

In my dream, that was my happiest picture, after the summer harvest, my grandfather would always take him to the river to catch fish and make soup.

Every time he catches a fish, Grandpa's mouth full of gray whiskers will grin the most touching smile.

At this point, the boy couldn't help but squeeze into his grandfather's arms and murmured, "Ah Weng, what a big fish!" ”

The old man's hand was on his grandson, trembling, but he still gently stroked his grandson's back.

Time passed slowly, and the time came as scheduled.

The north wind is blowing, and it's colder in the house!

It was as if someone had opened the window and put in the north wind. At the same time, the figure that had been put into the north wind also drifted into the house with the wind and came to the head of the bed.

For some reason, the old man suddenly felt that he had seen the face of the man who had sneaked into the room in the dark.

That's his own son who has been dead for many years!

Still so young!

The corners of the old man's mouth squirmed slightly, as if asking, "Son, why did you come back!" ”

The figure laughed and his mouth squirmed!

The old man read his son's lips, which was to say: Aya, my son has come to pick you up......!

The old man reluctantly glanced at the well-behaved grandson in his arms, as if to say: Baby, what should I do?

The figure next to the bedside did not reply in the slightest, and repeated his lips vigorously: Aye, my son is here to pick you up......!

The lips seemed to have infinite magic, and the old man's eyes began to drift, and finally lost all brilliance.

When he was in the middle of nowhere, the boy suddenly felt that his neck was cold, just like the snow ball that his friend threw into his collar last year!

In a daze, I reached out and touched it, but instead of touching the wetness of the snowflakes, I felt a cold and semi-hard thing.

"Ah Weng, what's on my neck!"

"Awn?"

"Awn?"

The boy didn't get any response, thinking that Aung was asleep, so he struggled to remove the cold object and the boy continued to sleep.

Another hour passed, the child woke up quietly, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the scene on the bed, where there were any snowflakes, it was a familiar and strange old man.

Familiar because they have been together for eight years, and strange because they have never seen Ah Weng with a blue face......

"Awen!"

"Awen!"

The boy put his hand on his grandfather, and was about to wake him up, but he felt the cold like ice.

The doll, who didn't know what was going on, ran out of her house, found the elders in the village, and finally got a result - Ah Weng, dead!

Yes, dead!

It can't help but be this small village, that night, a total of more than 30 people around Chang'an were frozen to death like this!

There are old men and old women, and most of them are families without young people.

Such a statistic, when it was put in the Yongzhou Thorn History Mansion, it was already noon.

Qin Qiangu, the young and unnumb chief official of the Assassin Mansion, couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and a poem appeared in his heart: Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and the farmers have no clothes!

Where is this farmer who has no foot clothes, obviously the farmer is freezing to death!