In October, the climate in Guanzhong has dropped day by day, especially in these days, it seems that overnight, the air suddenly becomes cold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was still a warm sun before, but overnight, it was gloomy and gloomy, accompanied by bursts of cold wind, as if the sky was brewing a heavy snowfall, which could fall anytime and anywhere.

Calculating the time, Zhao Chen left Chang'an for more than two months, and someone from the palace said yesterday that the fleet had arrived in Luoyang, and it would be possible to arrive in Chang'an today.

At the beginning, when Zhao Chen left Chang'an, he promised Xiangcheng and them that they would be able to return to Chang'an in October, but now it is October, so Zhao Chen has kept his promise.

Hou Ye is coming back, for the people in the Hou Mansion, there is no news, but it is more exciting than this news.

Since yesterday, there was news in the palace that the Hou Ye would probably be able to come back today, and the atmosphere of the entire Hou Mansion has obviously changed from before.

Everyone became energetic, and Zhang Lu, who had always been kind-hearted, suddenly became like a mean housekeeper, and when he got up early in the morning, he shouted at his subordinates and began to clean up the Hou Mansion inside and out.

From Zhao Chen's study, bedroom, and even the courtyard of the inner house, the courtyard of the outer house is Zhao Chen's favorite backyard, and Zhang Lu also took people to carefully clean the leaves there.

And since the wooden mound left, the stone that replaced the wooden mound's work came to the stable, led the horses inside, carefully groomed, and waited for the three young ladies of the family to tell him to set up a car to pick up the marquis.

The subordinates of the Hou Mansion are like this, and as the three hostesses of the Hou Mansion, whether it is Qin Yuyan, or Xiangcheng and Ji Ning'er, the mood is naturally needless to say.

Since yesterday, when I heard the news from the palace, saying that my husband came back today, these three women have been sleepless almost all night, waiting for dawn!

Yesterday's news in the palace said that even if Zhao Chen could go to Chang'an today, it should be in the afternoon, but this news was automatically ignored by the three women in the family.

The husband is coming back, for them, just these six words are enough, as for the rest, it is not too important, they are now, all they want is to see their husband as soon as possible.

Therefore, when Zhang Lu got up early in the morning, when Zhang Lu took people to clean the entire Hou Mansion, the three women in the family in the inner house of the Hou Mansion were also hurrying up to prepare for going out.

Today's sky is still gloomy, but I don't know why, the air is much less cold, not too cold, but not warm.

"It looks like it's snowing!" When he went out, it was already three poles in the sun, but because of the gloomy sky, he couldn't see the sky at all, and when he walked out of the inner house, Qin Yuyan held Xiao Zhao Xi in his arms, looked at the gloomy sky, and said as if talking to himself.

"Let's go down!" Hearing Qin Yuyan's words, Xiangcheng, who was still tidying up his dress, said with an absent-minded look: "Anyway, my husband is back today, and it's just time for Cat Dong!" ”

"Yes!" Hearing Xiangcheng's words, Qin Yuyan suddenly showed a smile, smiled at Xiao Zhao Xi in his arms, smiled and said, "This God, it's like I'm waiting for your father!" ”

At the door of the Hou Mansion, the stone had already set up the carriage, and as soon as Qin Yuyan and Xiangcheng came out, he immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage and waited for the two young ladies to get into the car.

Zhao Chen is coming back, so they naturally have to go to the dock to pick them up, but it's a pity that Ji Ning'er has just finished giving birth, but she can't go out at this time, so she can only stay in the house and wait for Zhao Chen to come back.

Probably because of the cold weather, today's Chang'an Avenue looks a little deserted, the stone carriage comes out of Xinghuafang, and then goes straight to the wharf outside the city along Zhuque Street.

Now it is the weather in October, and the wharf that used to be lively and bustling has been deserted, and there are many ships docked on the wharf, all of which are cargo ships that used to come and go to Luoyang.

In recent years, with the prosperity of the trade routes between Luoyang and Chang'an, correspondingly, the livelihood of the wharf has also become prosperous.

At this time, when you look at it, you can see that there are many cargo ships docked on the wharf, and around the wharf, there are countless simple houses, all of which are people who have been working on the wharf all year round.

However, today's wharf is obviously a little different from the past, and when the stone drove the carriage to the wharf, far away, I saw people on the wharf, standing in front of their humble houses, whispering to a group of people not far away.

And following the gaze of these people, when they looked over there, they saw a group of about fifty or sixty people, standing on the dock, looking at Weishui in the direction of Luoyang.

The leader of the group, looking young, is only fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a bright yellow robe, wearing a purple and gold crown of cupola, and two purple belts hanging on both sides.

At this time, this young man in a bright yellow robe stood in front of everyone, staring at Weishui, the two purple bands flew in the wind, and the young man set off had a sense of elegance out of the dust.

"I didn't expect the prince to have arrived!" Far away, Xiangcheng, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at the young man on the dock, and said to Qin Yuyan beside him without looking back.

And as Xiangcheng said, at this time, the young man on the dock staring at Weishui was naturally Li Chengqian, and the people behind him were naturally his crown prince.

Perhaps, Li Chengqian, who heard the sound of the carriage behind him and was staring at Weishui, couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the carriage from Houfu.

"Didn't the prince go to Qinling?" Getting out of the car, Xiangcheng tightened the robe on his body, and smiled lightly at Li Chengqian, who looked handsome and personable in front of him, and asked.

Jingguan's 300,000 revenant souls will be transported back from Luoyang today, and these revenant souls naturally cannot be directly transported back to Chang'an, so after learning that Zhao Chen and others successfully completed the task, Li Er ordered that on the side of Qinling, a place was specially found for these 300,000 revenant souls.

And today, with Zhao Chen and others, transporting back 300,000 dead souls, they will stop in Weishui halfway through and take those 300,000 dead souls directly back to that place in Qinling.

"There will be a few veterans staring over there, just wait for Brother Chen here!" Seeing the arrival of the three people in Xiangcheng, Li Chengqian's originally dignified face finally showed a smile, and when he spoke, Li Chengqian naturally walked in front of Xiao Zhao Xi, stretched out his hand on the little guy's face, twisted it lovingly, and asked with a smile: "Tell uncle, does Zhao Xi miss your father?" ”

“… No! "The little guy was very unhappy when he was twisted in the face, and he heard this 'wicked man' named Uncle asking him, so the little guy replied very angrily.

"That's how it should be!" Hearing Xiao Zhao Xi's words of such a 'heroic', Li Chengqian raised his head and laughed, gave a thumbs up to the little guy, and said.

"I'm afraid it's going to snow this day!" Xiangcheng didn't have time to take care of the jokes between his uncle and nephew, got off the carriage, Xiangcheng's eyes looked at Weishui, and after a while, he looked at the gloomy sky overhead, and said to Li Chengqian and Qin Yuyan.

"Let's go!" Listening to Xiangcheng's words, Li Chengqian, who was still playing with Xiao Zhao Xi just now, suddenly put away his playfulness, put his hands behind his back, stared at Weishui, and sighed to Xiangcheng beside him: "It's just time to wear filial piety for the 300,000 dead souls!" ”

As if he heard it in the dark, just when Li Chengqian's words in Xiangcheng had just fallen, bursts of snowflakes were really floating in the gloomy sky.

The ferocity of the snow seemed to have been deliberate for a long time, and when it got up, it was flying all over the sky, covering the entire sky in a flying snow curtain, and the sight was obscured.

And when the snow was flying, at this time, on the Weishui River, Zhao Chen and his entourage, who set off from Luoyang, came along the Weishui River to Chang'an.

The long fleet, connected into a long line on the Weishui, is located in the front of a building boat, at this time, Zhao Chen, who is dressed in a cotton robe, is standing on the side of the boat with his hands in his hands, staring at the direction of Chang'an.

Yesterday, on the telegram from Chang'an, Li Er had already made it very clear that these 300,000 dead souls were not going to be transported directly to Chang'an, but were going to be buried in the Qinling Mountains on the Weishui side, and Zhao Chen naturally understood this.

At this time, the snow fell in a boiling manner, and the goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the world in a white world, without wind, and there seemed to be only the sound of snow falling in the ears.

However, this quiet moment did not last long, and just as the fleet was about to arrive at the bridge, suddenly, from the boiling snow, suddenly there was a dull drum sound.

'Boom! ’

'Knock knock'

'Knock knock'

At first, it was just a drum beat, as if it were thundering in the winter snow, and then after this drum sounded, it was followed by a series of drum beats, which came from the front in an endless stream.

Hearing the sound of the drum, Zhao Chen, who was originally staring at Chang'an, couldn't help but turn his head and look at the place where the drum came from

And with Zhao Chen's gaze, when he looked in the direction where the drum came from, he saw that not far from the shore of Weishui, at this time, in the heavy snow flying in the sky, there were thousands of people standing.

They were all straight, and I don't know how long they had been standing, but when they looked over there, they saw that the thousands of people were covered in heavy snow.

Only at the front, those people who were waving their drumsticks vigorously and beating the drums, could see clearly that those people, wearing black iron armor and white hair, were the veterans that Zhao Chen was familiar with.

"Soul~"

"Return~"

The rumbling drum sound echoed on the shore of Weishui, and in the midst of this drum, almost without warning, Zhao Chen suddenly heard Cheng Yanjin's rough voice.

As Cheng Biting Jin's soul came out, the thousands of people who were originally standing quietly and solemnly shouted in unison at the same time.

The white world that was silent just now, at this moment, the drums were beating, and there were thousands of soldiers in the middle, shouting together the sound of 'soul' and 'returning', and the sound soared into the sky!

Listening to this voice, looking at the flying snow, several veterans personally waving drumsticks, Zhao Chen standing on the bow of the boat, at this moment, suddenly the sinuses were sore, and the vision in front of him was a little blurred. (To be continued.) )