Thank you for the 60 taels of silver reward!

The economic situation is not good, and sixty taels have to be scrolled on the big screen to thank you.

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Father-in-law was drunk.

Chinese New Year's Eve was originally to be spent with Baba and Shouning, but because he was happy to drink too much, he walked and swayed, and his mouth couldn't stop muttering what to go to the Shengshi Mansion and ordering a few princesses to spend the night or something.

Cui Yingyuan and his father-in-law's guards all changed their faces when they heard this, although they didn't know what this prosperous mansion was, but the deep meaning of ordering a few princesses to spend the night was clear.

Fortunately, there was no one outside in the middle of the night, otherwise people would have heard it, and my father-in-law had a few heads that could be cut off.

Finally, my father-in-law, who was holding a big tree and shed a lot of snot and tears, collapsed, his old man's physical strength was limited, and he was really no match for this hundred-year-old tree spirit.

When he fell to the ground, his father-in-law fell very hard, and the "plop" sound was strange and scary, but his father-in-law didn't feel any pain, but felt extremely comfortable.

For no reason, I was sleepy, so I wanted to close my eyes and sleep, but my father-in-law wanted to find a pillow under his head, and he saw a cloth cushion not far away, and he reached out to get it to pad his head.

This frightened the guards, and my father-in-law was going to catch horse manure!

"Quick, quick!"

Cui Yingyuan stepped forward with an arrow, snatched his father-in-law back from the horse manure in a daze, and then a group of guards lifted his father-in-law with all hands and feet, but they didn't know where to go.

Although his father-in-law has earned a lot of money and has status and status, he doesn't seem to have bought a house in Beijing.

Alas, his father-in-law, who is dedicated to the country and the people, really doesn't care about his own family at all.

It is truly a model of the times and a model of the people!

Cui Yingyuan touched his head and knew that a mother in the East Palace was eating against his father-in-law, so he asked the guards to send his father-in-law to the small courtyard outside Zuo'anmen.

At this time, the father-in-law is already the master of the six gods, and he is completely at the mercy of his subordinates, which will be to lift his old man into an Le Hall, and the father-in-law still feels very comfortable.

Ke Yinyue, who was sitting alone under the lamp and was a little sad, heard the knock outside, and couldn't help but stand up, and couldn't hold back the joy in her heart: Dead ghost, Chinese New Year's Eve finally remembers the old lady!

But when she opened the door and found that the dead ghost had turned into a drunk, it was really infuriating.

"Drink, drink, drink, all day long you know to drink yellow soup, one day you will drink to death!"

That being said, Baba still hurts her father-in-law who is a few years younger than her, and after she puts her father-in-law on her bed, she boils water and washes it, and the father-in-law sleeps on the bed fragrantly.

It's just that my father-in-law will sleep and sleep, and there are always a few words in my dreams in the middle of the night, either it's a bell, or something is a special project, or something to go out for the night.

After a night of tossing, my father-in-law finally fell asleep, and he slept very sweetly.

In his dream, he seemed to see himself in a white robe, standing at the top of the world, and talking kindly to those blonde and blue-eyed girls about God's scriptures.

"Bang"!

The sound of firecrackers in the capital on New Year's Day woke up his father-in-law, and he jumped up and sat there in a daze.

It's really "drunk and sat up in a dream, and the dark wind blew and the rain into the cold window." ”

"It's the first year of junior high school?"

The father-in-law looked at Baba, who had no eyes all night and his eyes were red.

"Well, it's the first year of junior high school."

Ke Yinyue handed the hot towel to her father-in-law, looking distressed.

In the forty-fifth year of Wanli, the first day of the first month.

"It's the first year of junior high school..."

My father-in-law exhaled, the first day of the new year, the new year has arrived, and a new era has come.

..........

Between the vast white mountains and black waters, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and there is silver makeup everywhere.

The Jurchen people, who have been the people of the Ming Dynasty for 200 years, also celebrate the Spring Festival, and spring is a vigorous life for the Jurchens, and it is the weather of the recovery of all things.

Tens of thousands of Jurchens gathered in the snow-capped Black Tuala, and everyone had an air of joy on their faces.

Great Khan, it's time to establish a state!

When the Great Khan's pro-army Baijia Swing Tooth Lama appeared in the city, an earth-shattering roar sounded in the city of Hetuala: "Long live the Great Khan!" ”

"Long live the Great Khan, long live, long live!"

The sound of thunder was surging like a sea of mountains and seas, connected with the repeated overlap of echoes, and resounded a majestic momentum between heaven and earth.

The more than 60,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, who had already been ready for a long time, were also cheering in unison, and their cries were endless, and the sound spread for miles away, so shocked that the mountains were almost shaken.

Thirty years of accumulation, thirty years of development, waiting for this moment!

The elite soldiers of the Eight Banners were all brightly armored and radiant, and they marched towards the designated place with neat steps.

Eight flags were raised over the ranks.

The flag is square, with a total of four colors, namely yellow, red, blue, and white flags and four flags with red edges on a yellow background, white edges on a red background, red edges on a blue background, and red edges on a white background.

The elite soldiers of each banner were led by their respective banner owners, cheering all the way forward, leaving clear footprints on the snow.

The Eight Kings Hall in Hetuara is not large, and those who can enter the square of this hall can only be the elite of the elite.

More than 10,000 elites of the Eight Banners came to the square, and they stood still, lined up in a uniform line under the leadership of their respective banner owners, and then let out a burst of cheers like thunder.

"Long live the Great Khan!"

The cry reached the main hall, and everyone who stood on the main hall was filled with joy on their faces, and they seemed to be even more red, and they were extremely excited.

The wooden Khan Palace has thick white wooden pillars and white stone steps, and there is no overly ornate decoration between the beams under the eaves, and the furnishings are not complicated, but in this simplicity and simplicity, it is faintly revealed - the domineering of the world!

The music was raised, the bells and drums rang out in unison, a solemn atmosphere rose over the square, and the waiting ministers immediately fell silent, standing one by one and bowing their heads, respectfully greeting.

In the midst of the music, the Great Khan, who was deeply supported by the Jurchen people, appeared.

Nurhachi's steps were steady and powerful, slowly glancing at his most loyal and elite warriors of the Eight Banners.

"Long live the Great Khan!"

The presence of the king of the Khan caused cheers to resonate all around the hall, and the Belles and all their courtiers fell to their knees and bowed their heads reverently to their wise Great Khan.

Today, it is not only a grand event for the people of Jianzhou, but also a grand event for the Jurchens!

Today, a brand new country will be built between the white mountains and black waters, and its name will be "Daikin"!

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The arrogance and iron heart are also drunk like my father-in-law, and this chapter is written by me. Well, don't ask me who I am, just know that many of the exciting chapters you've read are written by me.

Oh, my name is Goodman.