The heavy snow is intermittent, as if a layer of quilts wraps Chang'an, the day is covered in silver, extremely enchanting, and the night is silent, only the crumbs of snow like the kiss of the sky, fine and dense fall on the solid earth.

At night, there are few pedestrians in Chang'an, and most people stay in their houses, gathering around the boiling charcoal basins, telling their families and friends about the coming year and the new events in Chang'an.

On the street, there was an occasional whimper of wild dogs, a few black shadows ran through the corner like lightning, and there was a faint roar and bite, a carriage galloped from a distance, wrapped in snowflakes, in the silent night with amazing momentum, swept quickly, and scattered several wild dogs competing for food, the carriage entered Yongle Fang, and gradually stopped in front of Zhang Huan's house, a woman wearing a bamboo hat and wrapped in black got off the carriage and walked quickly to the steps.

Zhang Huan's study is bright and soft, warm and pleasant, the copper stove smoke curls, wafting a faint sandalwood, in the corner, Zhang Huan is comfortably half lying in his beloved wisteria circle chair, concentrating on reading.

Since the successful completion of the Fengxiang strategy, the west gate of Guanzhong has been opened, he immediately increased the army to Kaiyang County to 50,000, and injected 4,000 troops into the Fengxiang army, bringing it to 12,000 people, and ordered Han Qing to no longer garrison Fengxiang City, but to station the army in Chencang, Xiegu Town and Ziwu Town and other key points to defend Hanzhong.

In this way, the defense of Fengxiang Mansion turned to the southern line, and Kaiyang County became the western gate of Guanzhong, if necessary, his Xiliang Iron Cavalry could drive straight in, and he could reach Chang'an in two days.

After completing the Fengxiang strategy. His next target is the squire of the military department, completely controlling the military department, although he has already evacuated Cui Yu's foundation, but it still takes a little thought to let him give up the position of the squire of the military department.

At this time, a report from the soldiers came from outside the door, "Governor, someone in the palace is here." It's Miss Lee. ”

"Let her in."

Zhang Huan sat up straight, he hadn't seen Li Fanyun for a long time, and he didn't even have news of her, as if he was missing, and in a moment, Li Fanyun walked into Zhang Huan's study with a cold air.

She took off the bamboo hat and smiled at Zhang Huan, then took off her coat and handed it to the maid, she hadn't seen her for a long time, she had lost a lot of weight. Pale face. Although her facial features are still exquisite, she is no longer as radiant as before, and it can be seen that she is not doing well.

In the past three years, Cui Xiaofu has become more and more estranged from her, and no longer trusts her as much as before, especially after promoting a chief chamberlain, he deprived Li Chuanyun of the right to hold the seal, and only regarded her as a messenger. And all this stems from Zhang Huan's growing stronger day by day, and his special identity has caused Cui Xiaofu to feel uneasy.

"I wanted to come and see you a long time ago, but I wasn't there some time ago."

Li Chuanyun sat down. The maid served her hot tea, and she held the hot teacup in both hands, and asked with concern, "How is your arrow wound?" "Eldest sister really didn't see it?" Zhang Huan looked at Li Chuanyun and smiled slightly.

"What do you see, you mean Feng Xiang?" Li Chuanyun shook his head slightly, "You think I won't be able to see it?" I have long understood your plan to destroy the enemy, and I only asked you when I heard the imperial doctor say that you really had an arrow wound. As for who caused the injury. I don't care. ”

Speaking of this, Li Chuanyun sighed and said, "This matter is indeed beautifully planned. Even Cui Xiaofu didn't see that in the matter of Li Mo, if she knew that you were behind the control, she would never follow Pei Jun to hold Li Mo responsible, and yesterday she was furious about this and almost killed a palace maid. ”

"What happened between you and the Queen Mother?" Zhang Huan suddenly heard the deep meaning of Li Chuanyun's words.

Li Chuanyun stared at her toes, didn't speak for a long time, for a long time, the corners of her eyes seemed to flicker in the light, Zhang Huan was silent, how many years, he had almost forgotten that his eldest sister was also a woman with seven emotions and six desires, she was a monk, how could it be a willing, love and love, how precious is this woman who has lived in hatred since childhood, she only thinks about her unruly love, so she takes it lightly, abandons it, and disdains, but she doesn't know that this may be the only time in her life.

"Big sister

Li Chuanyun's tears had disappeared, and her face was replaced by her cold and sculpture-like expression and inconsistent strength.

"Brother Huan, I went out of the palace to see you privately, she didn't know, I wanted to write a letter, but I still want to see you with my own eyes, time is running out, I'll make a long story short."

Li Chuanyun pondered for a moment and said: "Your rise is not something that everyone wants to see, some people are jealous, some people are hateful, but some people are afraid, you have to know all your enemies, you must also know your weaknesses, but also understand who can help you, who will become your followers, these should be counted in your heart, Wei Ge was seized by you, Wang Ang has always had a gap with you, this kind of hatred; Cui Qinggong and Zhu are different from you, and you are an obstacle to their ascent, and they are hateful to you; Your special identity threatens Cui Xiaofu's status, as well as Li Li and others who actively overthrew their father back then, this kind of people are afraid of you, such as Pei Jun, Cui Yuan hidden in the dark, their attitude, and can affect a large number of people, it should be said that your future is not smooth, my sister only hopes that you will always stay calm, you have to remember that political struggle will never pity the weak. ”

After speaking, Li Chuanyun took out a letter and put it on the table, and said with a reluctant smile: "Some of my thoughts are written in this, you can read it yourself." ”

Li Fanyun put on her coat and took the bamboo hat from the table, she glanced at Zhang Huan, and said in a low voice, "I'll go." ”

"Big sister!" Zhang Huan, who had been silent, suddenly stopped her, "You might as well stay by my side!" ”

Li Chuanyun stopped, her shoulders trembled slightly, but her hesitation was only for a moment, she silently put on the bamboo hat, and walked quickly without looking back.

Li Chuyun went, and there seemed to be a trace of chill in the room, Zhang Huan sat back on his wisteria circle chair, looking intently at the roof. He didn't think about Li Chuanyun's words, but was recalling his childhood, the frozen Zhang family's moat river, the dilapidated wooden door, and the always long and lonely night, and unconsciously his eyes slowly fell on an invitation on the table, December 17th, that is, tomorrow.

The snow was still falling heavily. The sky was gray, faintly revealing a strange red, the snow was fine and dense, and from time to time it curled in the wind, and it was impossible to see the surrounding situation twenty paces away.

Li Chuanyun's carriage galloped into the Nine Immortals Gate of the Daming Palace, and before the last drum sounded, she passed through the overlapping palace gates and returned to her room, where Li Chuanyun now lived in an attic at the very edge of the Lin De Palace. This is generally where Cui Xiaofu handles official business. It is far away from the inner palace where she lives, and since Li Chuanyun came back from his envoy to Longyou three years ago, the time to see Cui Xiaofu at night has become less and less, and she usually serves her during the day.

The room was dark, but it was not too cold with a charcoal basin, and in the dark, the charcoal fire flickered and flickered. There was a choking smell wafting in the air, this was her underground bedroom, and several palace maids who lived outside were nowhere to be seen.

Li Chuanyun sighed. She walked quickly to the window, pushed open the window, and a cold wind blew in her face, and in the distance was a red full moon, hanging on the pool of liquid like a silver-white mirror, indescribably weird and cold.

"Who!" Li Chuanyun suddenly felt that there was someone in the room, and her figure flickered. An icy longsword on the wall had appeared in her hand.

"Come out!" The sword was pointed straight at the east window.

The lights in the room suddenly turned on. There were two more people in the room, and I saw that it was the Queen Mother Cui Xiaofu sitting in the circle chair under the east window. Behind her, a slender and handsome young guard stood.

"Cloud, you're so excited." Cui Xiaofu smiled softly, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"I've been waiting for you for almost an hour, tell me, where have you been?"

The pale white light that shone through the window swept across her delicate and plump cheeks, as if the strange dark red of the full moon was also reflected on her face.

Li Chuanyun's sword was still shining with cold light, and she glanced at the flattering face behind Cui Xiaofu in disgust.

"You go out first." Cui Xiaofu understood Li Chuanyundi's sword language.

The guard's name is Yang Qingyi, he is Yang Feiyu's younger brother, he just entered the palace as a guard two months ago, and now he has been promoted to the chief of the guard, and he is Cui Xiaofu's personal guard.

Yang Qing was stunned one by one, and he immediately said softly: "Queen Mother, I want to protect you." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a crisp crack, Yang Qingyi's face had five more fingerprints, and Cui Xiaofu said calmly: "Can the will of the mourning family be disobeyed?" "Yes!" Yang Qingyi covered his face and cast a vicious gaze at Li Chuanyun, his handsome face became extremely ugly due to distortion, and he quickly retreated.

Li Chuanyun slowly put away her sword, she raised her face and said coldly: "Queen Mother, you have always paid attention to your reputation, aren't you afraid of the ministers criticizing you now?" ”

Cui Xiaofu smiled, she walked to Li Chuanyun's side with her hand, stared at the full moon on the Taiye Pool, and after a long time, she sighed and said: "After six years in politics, I still have nothing, I am already old and tired, what others want to say, just let them go!" ”

Li Chuanyun's gaze also softened, her face flushed with girlish shyness, and she said in a low voice: "If you don't want to be in politics, I will accompany you on a parade, do you remember what you said about the Western Queen Mother Yaochi?" Legend has it that there is a flying fairy grass there, and there is also the sunrise of Mount Tai

"Enough!" Cui Xiaofu's voice became cold and ruthless, "You haven't answered my question yet?" ”

Li Chuyun's face turned pale, she took a few steps back, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, "You obviously know where I went." ”

"Humph!" Cui Xiaofu snorted heavily, and returned to her seat, her eyes were complicated and contradictory, and suddenly, she slammed the table and bang! With a loud bang, the bronze mirror on the table fell to the ground, especially harsh in the silent night.

"How dare you betray me!"

Yang Qingyi, who was outside the door, immediately rushed in, he heard Cui Xiaofu's gritted teeth, the silver long knife on his waist was half drawn, and he stared at Li Chuanyun viciously. "Get out of my room!" Li Chuanyun's heart was deeply hurt, she didn't look at Cui Xiaofu, and walked towards Yang Qingyi step by step, the sword in her hand trembling slightly. "If you dare to eavesdrop again, I will kill you!"

Yang Qingyi was shocked by Li Chuanyun's unhesitation, there was a hint of cowardice in his eyes, and he looked at Cui Xiaofu again, Cui Xiaofu waved his hand impatiently, "You go downstairs and wait!" ”

After he left, Cui Xiaofu bent down to pick up the bronze mirror and put it back in its place. She sighed again and said: "Yun, don't blame me, I've been very annoyed recently, watching Miao'er grow up day by day, while I am getting older day by day, the years are hard to stay, but no one can listen to me talk about the loneliness in my heart." ”

"You can't let go of the power desire in your heart." Li Chuanyun sat down, and she said calmly: "You are afraid of my brother, he is stronger day by day." Makes you fidget. Sister Fu, it's useless, sooner or later there will be that day. ”

"Nonsense!" Cui Xiaofu stood up, she stared at Li Chuanyun and said word by word: "I just want you to see with your own eyes whether there is that day." ”

After speaking, she walked out like a gust of wind, and when she walked out of the door, she heard Li Chuanyun's unusually calm voice. "I'll beg him not to kill you."

Cui Xiaofu's body was shocked, she sneered! With a sneer, he walked away without looking back.

Under the cold moonlight. Li Chuanyun's sword body reflected her pale face, and for a long time, I only heard Li Chuanyun whisper, "Sister Fu, don't you really know why I am still in the palace?" ”

The day dawned, the snow finally stopped, and the New Year was less than half a month away. The city of Chang'an is particularly lively. The markets in each square are bustling with people, people buying rice, meat, wine and tea. The price of rice has fallen to every bucket of 100 Wen, making the hearts of the people of Chang'an extraordinarily down-to-earth, and this New Year has also become vibrant.

Yongle Fang, Zhang Huan got up early, today is Zhang Potian's birthday to serve under the door, and it is also the day of the completion of Zhang's family Anzong Ancestral Hall, for this reason, Zhang Potian put on a banquet and invited Chang'an dignitaries, Zhang Huan naturally wants to participate, although he has been a scholar of the military department, but his outfit is very low-key, wearing a gauze hat, wearing a blue robe with a lapel and narrow sleeves, wearing white gauze wide-mouth pants, soft boots, and a leather belt around his waist, although he is dressed casually, but he looks refined and confident.

Also invited was his wife, Cui Ning began to dress up before dawn, she pulled up a high bun, obliquely inserted a jade gold step, wearing a yellow narrow-sleeved shirt, a green floor-length skirt, a red belt hanging from the waist, and a snow-white skin was exposed on her plump chest, which looked plump and rich, and her body was full of warm and unrestrained atmosphere.

"Lady, are you alright?" Zhang Huan has already urged three times at the door, how can a woman wear makeup once so much, but complaining is complaining, Zhang Huan also knows in his heart that today Cui Ning is the first time to appear in public as his wife, of course she has to dress up carefully. "Sir, Madame said she would be fine right away." Cui Ningdi's personal maid Mingyue probe smiled at Zhang Huan.

Mingyue is the elder sister, Xiao Nizi is fifteen years old this year, as if hanging on the branches has been reddened and with the morning dew sand fruit, the temperament is gentle, petite and lovely, and she is deeply loved by Cui Ning.

"Don't worry, Madame, it's still early!" Zhang Huan smiled, he forgot who was in a hurry.

Bored waiting, Zhang Huan walked to the front yard, the carriage in the yard had been prepared, the horseman was sitting on the steps and talking to Steward Sun, seeing the old man come out, the two quickly stood up.

"Master, I'll tell the guards to prepare."

Zhang Huan waved his hand, "No! Wait a while before leaving. He looked at the snow on both sides, and said to Steward Sun: "Maybe the eldest lady and the son will arrive tomorrow, and you will arrange for people to sweep the snow in the yard today, and the small horse farm in the backyard will also be cleared of the snow." ”

"Yes! I'll arrange it now. Steward Sun saluted and walked quickly.

Today the sun is shining, the sky is as blue as a wash, there is no trace of clouds, it is a rare good weather in the past half a month, Zhang Huan stretched a long waist, only to feel refreshed, full of energy.

"Hey!" Someone seemed to be calling him, Zhang Huan looked at the place where the voice came from, and suddenly saw not far away, Pingpingzheng was waving to him, Zhang Huan smiled and walked over quickly.

Since the last injury, Ping Ping seems to have been avoiding him, although she also lives under the same roof, Zhang Huan's mansion is too big, and it is indeed not easy to see him once.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Huan walked up to her and smiled slightly.

Today, Pingping also wore a bright red pomegranate skirt, with a double-ring bun on her head, her eyes were clear, there was no trace of pink on her face, and she looked full of vitality in the bright sunshine, seeing Zhang Huan looking at her, Pingping lowered her head and looked a little restrained, Zhang Huan suddenly remembered the girl who made a mistake and squatted on the ground to draw circles and enclosures, and her heart couldn't help but feel a trace of tenderness.

"I, I want to go back to Longyou for the New Year." Ping Ping raised his head, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Nope! I won't let you go. Zhang Huan gently brushed a strand of hair on her forehead, and said softly: "I have sent someone to pick up Aunt Lin and my mother yesterday, so that they can also come to Chang'an for the New Year, and everyone will reunite together." ”

Ping Ping bit her lip, she glanced at Zhang Huan deeply, her face flushed, she turned around and ran to the backyard, only to hear her shout from afar, "Zhang Eighteen, don't forget to bring the princess of the silver bottle too!" ”

"This stupid girl." Zhang Huan smiled and picked up the long sword that he had forgotten from the wall, but his heart was full of warm feelings.