367 Northern scenery thousands of miles of snow

For a long time, I haven't written about Zhao's father and son. Let's go back and write about their lives in the City of the Five Kingdoms.

The former site of Wuguo City is now in Yilan County, Heilongjiang Province. From the map, it looks like a cloth bag: it is bordered by the Wuken River in the east, the Mudanjiang River in the west, and the north section of the Songhua River has become the bottom of the bag. Only the south side is open and becomes the mouth of the cloth bag.

Where is this city? It's not even as good as a town in the Great Song Dynasty. It's not small, it's too desolate.

In fact, the city of the Five Kingdoms is still a city because it has city walls. The city is rectangular, with a circumference of more than 2,000 meters, and the earthen walls are more than three meters high. It has been deserted for many years, and there are many gaps in the wall. Only half of the south gate remains, and it is dangling. It seems that the two door gods have been beaten away, and there is only one ghost left to hold the door, so bored that he pushes the door to play.

Most of the houses are dilapidated, many in the open air, and few in the open air. It's convenient to admire the moon, so you don't have to run to the yard.

Needless to say, Zhao Ji and the others were sad when they saw it, but the two brothers Wan Yan Han and Wan Yan Leng saw it, and their hearts froze. But they still pretend not to care on the surface.

When everyone saw it, their hearts were cold, and one person cried, causing countless people to cry, and the tears suddenly poured down. Some people beat their chests and howled and cried; One person howled, countless people followed, and the cry went straight to the sky. When Bianliang City was breached, he cried even more. However, there is no Wu Gang here, let alone osmanthus wine.

"Stop howling! I didn't die again! Wan Yan Han and Wan Yan Leng drew their swords at the same time, "Whoever howls and cuts off whose head again!" ”

The crying stopped at once, like a hungry and crying child, gagged by the front bulge. But there was no milk, so I couldn't cry, so I could only cry......

This is the last habitat of Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan and their concubines and courtiers.

"Is this where people live? It's not even as good as a stable! Zhao Ji sighed in his heart, not daring to make a sound.

Wan Yan Han and Wan Yan Leng led their men to occupy the two houses near the south gate. These houses are equally dilapidated, just by the exit, and easy to guard. The two brothers instructed the soldiers to move things inside.

"Brother, except for a little bit of a broken place, it is not difficult to guard it at all. Don't say 200 people, 20 people are enough. Wan Yan said with a sneer.

"Yes! As long as you don't run to the south, you won't be able to run to the east, west, and north. We can sleep peacefully and soundly. Wan Yan Han laughed.

Zhao Ji walked over and asked, "General Han and Leng Er, how to distribute the house?" ”

Wan Yan Han waved his hand and said, "There are so many houses, live casually!" ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately ran up and went to grab the house, and there was chaos for a while. People are roughly divided into two camps, one wave is Zhao Ji's subordinates, and the other is Zhao Huan's subordinates. Relatively speaking, Zhao Huan's subordinates are younger, and Zhao Ji's subordinates are older, so naturally the former is more capable of grabbing. Rushed and scrambled, and fought. Thousands of people are in a mess, like a pulp pot boiling hemp - stirring and entanglement. Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan yelled and yelled, but it didn't work.

Brother Wanyan was furious and drew his sword again.

"Don't move!" After Yan Han's throat, he calmed down, "On the east side of the road, 'Dude Gong' waits, and on the west side of the road, 'Chong Due Hou' waits." ”

The order was brief, but clear. Each to find his own mother, to move to his own house......

caused this chaotic situation, and also complained about the two Yan brothers, and the principle of room division was not clear. Of course, you can't blame them all. This brother has been fighting outside for many years, and it is the first time that he has guarded prisoners, and it is the first time he has been a "landlord".

Zhao Ji was "assigned" to a seven-room big stone house. The door opens in the middle, and there are three rooms on each side. What is eye-catching is two large fire kangs, three large shops in the east and three large shops in the west. Each kang is 2 meters long from north to south and 20 meters wide from east to west, so it is no problem to sleep 30 people......

The old emperor was both happy and sad. Happily - his 12 women can sleep on the two big kangs. The sad thing is that it is too shabby, and the kang is covered with shabby straw mats.

No matter how hard it is, there is always a way to go. Summer is over, autumn is coming. The autumn neck here is short, and in August, people begin to shrink their necks.

The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August. Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed......

The August mentioned here refers to the lunar calendar, which is now the end of September and the beginning of October in the solar calendar. Snow is starting to visit the Five Kingdoms Castle.

Zhao Ji is a romantic person, and he is as happy as a child when he sees such a heavy snow for the first time. The snowflakes in the north are much thicker and heavier than those in the Central Plains. One after another, like tearing wool, the sky is all white.

When it snows, it's not very cold. Zhao Ji stood in front of the window, stretched his hand out of the window, and the snowflakes that fell on his hand were all gone.

"When the snow stops, let's go out and build a snowman!" Zhao Ji said excitedly.

"Okay, old man!" The concubines were also interested and replied together.

Nowadays, you can't call the emperor, your majesty, or the emperor, you can only call the Taoist or the old man. The concubines generally don't call him Daojun, but love to call him Lao Qi.

The snow had been falling for about two hours, and it was half a foot thick. Zhao Ji led the concubines to build snowmen in the courtyard, and soon built 13 snowmen. A "male" snowman is surrounded by twelve "female" snowmen in the middle, and he is happy.

"Let's play a flying flower order, and each person will say a poem or word with snow." Zhao Ji proposed.

"Wow!" The concubines said.

"I say a word, you say a word, see who has no words first."

"Old man, the twelve of us will definitely beat you."

"Not necessarily. - The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. ”

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and the ice and the river, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."

"There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity."

"The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is anchored in the Dongwu Wanli boat."

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"The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a seat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace."

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"Hahaha......" Zhao Ji laughed, "I win more with less, and there is a lot more to say!" 'Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the saugers put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter. ''Xishan White Snow Three Cities, Nanpu Qingjiang Wanli Bridge. ''Snow is known to spring letters. The cold plum is dotted with Qiong branches. ’……”

"It's cold, old man. Let's go back! A concubine proposed.

"Just played with some fun. It's not cold at all when you have a snowball fight. Zhao Ji said as he grabbed a ball of snow and threw it at the concubine.

When everyone saw it, they all grabbed the snow, you hit me, I beat you, and they beat you indiscriminately. The snow in the sky stopped, and the snow on the ground flew again. Everyone was running, rolling, climbing, and playing in the snow, and they had a lot of fun.

I had dinner and drank ginger soup, but the cold still hit. The kang cave is not well passed, there is a bit of smoke, and it is not very hot. Zhao Ji had his own way to concentrate all 12 women on a kang head, huddle together in one place, and keep each other warm.

Our Zhao Laoqi slept happily and entered the dream fragrance.

Zhao Ji's son Zhao Huan was not so lucky. He lived in five houses on the west side of the road, wrapped in a quilt alone, and he couldn't sleep from the cold. Zhao Huan also has four concubines by his side, but since Empress Zhu left, he has rarely been with them. When he came to the City of the Five Kingdoms, he also drove them to the Westinghouse and lived alone.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhao Ji blushed; Zhao Huan's little face was scorched, and he sneezed vigorously, catching a cold.

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