When the year comes, Bianliang City is wrapped in a layer of snow white, walking on the thousand-year-old road, indulging in the wind and moon of this southern country. At that time, Li Yu wrote words horizontally, rode the crane after the big week, and committed himself to others after the small week.

Li Tang Fengyue, how can he lose his luster in this Bianliang wind and snow, in some ways, Li Yu is much better than Zhao Ji**, but it is a pity that they are not emperors.

In the world, everything seems to have a fixed number, Zhao Yougong doesn't believe in cause and effect, but some things are really mysterious. Zhao Kuangyin seized the Chai family, and Zhao Kuangyi insulted other people's wives and daughters, so a hundred years later, the unfilial descendants lost the country and lost their wives and daughters. And Zhu Lian is the most special woman in that tragedy, a "sheep ceremony", Zhao lost the dignity of the Han family's men, three feet of white silk, but let a woman maintain the last trace of arrogance.

Looking into the distance, the mountains on the south side are undulating, and there is a white afterglow in the haze. The imperial court is still dancing and playing music, the northern barbarians have long been eyeing each other, Zhao Yougong somewhat understands why Yan Zongwang didn't negotiate directly, I'm afraid that this hero of the Jin Kingdom is not only the Liao State in his eyes, he wants to feel the prosperity of the southern country and observe the force of the Great Song Dynasty. Perhaps, Wanyan Zongwang was smiling, he laughed at the fact that the Great Song Dynasty was so rich and attractive, and he laughed even more at the weakness of the Great Song Dynasty. Stupid Zhao Ji, if he was smart enough, he should hide those riches and stop singing and dancing.

Show your wealth to the robbers, lest the robbers not be worried?

In the Han Garden, two loyal servants were killed, Zhao Yougong picked up the stone and threw it towards the lake, a total of three splashes, hey, I haven't practiced for many years, and this job has also fallen a little.

Zhu Lian was dressed in a white gauze shirt, coupled with a pair of white embroidered boots, and the whole person seemed to melt into the vast scenery. She stood silently beside the small pine tree, touched the pine branch with her fingers, and shook it slightly, and the snowflakes flew down. There is a smile on her beautiful face, noble and elegant, her smile is like the spring breeze in April, which makes the scenery lose its color.

The man threw the stone with joy, and he jumped and jumped, laughing a few times, like a cynical child.

Smile so happily, are you happy? No, that is by no means really happy, Zhu Lian felt a trace of desolation, looking at that back, he was so lonely at this time. Tomorrow will be the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and almost every family will put up lights and gather together to prepare for the New Year's food, but only he came to this Hanyuan Lake alone, doing what only a naughty boy would do.

Gradually, the smile disappeared, Zhu Lian closed her pink lips tightly, and a trace of sadness slowly appeared in her beautiful eyes. How did he survive all these years? Every year is tantamount to a disaster for him.

For some reason, Zhu Lian seemed to feel his heart, and went home at the end of the year, laughing and laughing, but this man had no home. The huge Chu Wangfu is more like a cage than a warm home.

Tears fell like pearls, and at this moment, she made a decision, moved lightly, stepped on the thick snow, looked at the back, stretched out her pink arm, and hugged him tightly.

"Your Highness, Shan Ya has been with you all the time"

Zhao Yougong's whole body stiffened, his right hand was slightly raised, and Zhu Lian's words were still echoing in his ears. Why is this woman always able to see through his heart, even if she hides, there is nowhere to hide.

didn't speak, stroking the woman's soft hand, with a little force, slowly parting, Zhao Yougong walked two steps slowly, came to the water's edge, and looked at the clear lake, his heart beat faster and faster, for some reason, a trace of mania surged in his chest. Why celebrate the New Year? Why? Why? Every Chinese New Year's Eve, he wanted to kill, and that urge swallowed his heart and twisted his soul even more.

"Ahh

Stretching his arms and shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Yougong roared loudly, his voice was hoarse and desolate, as if he wanted to vent the fury of his whole body.

Tears and eyes were hazy, and Fang was sad, listening to the tragic roar, Zhu Lian actually laughed, is this the real him? At this time, he was tall and tall, majestic like a mountain, although he stood still, he looked like a hero.

Tired, he couldn't scream anymore, Zhao Yougong's whole body was overflowing with sweat, and the whole person slowly sat by the lake as if he had collapsed. In winter, the lake is still not frozen, reflecting the shadows of the shore, with layers of ripples.

Zhu Lian ran over, sat in the snow, and grabbed Zhao Yougong's shoulder.

Looking at the beauty's smart eyes, Zhao Yougong smiled stupidly, "Lady, this king wants to kill!" ”

"Your Highness wants to kill people, and Bianya can also hold a sword!"

The faint words are extremely firm. Zhao Yougong got up and hugged the woman in front of him tightly, the cold wind floated, but he couldn't blow away the warmth in his heart.

Shoot bluebirds in the broken garden

The wind chops the grass

The southern country is moisturized

Hu Lu is arrogant

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the old year, the Chu King's Mansion is lit up with lights and firecrackers rumble. Looking at the prosperity, Zhao Yougong felt a murderous aura, the new year is destined not to be too dull.

Looking back, that year, his biggest gain was Zhu Niangzi, and he was also lucky. The relationship with Zhu Lian is plain and bland, and there has never been a vigorous one, but this woman is the closest to him, not body and body, but heart and heart. Sometimes love really doesn't need too many words, bit by bit in life, word by word, smile and smile, that love has already become rock-solid.

The bamboo cannon of the Song Dynasty is as ugly as it is, two thumb-thick bamboo tubes, poured with medicinal powder, ignited the medicine twist, and slammed it, but on this broken thing, a group of men and women still applauded. Yang Zaixing is not very old, don't look at the young man, as soon as he put off the bamboo cannon, he suddenly got a little forgetful.

Pan Jinlian covered her ears and hid behind her, Zhao Yougong hugged Pan Meiren over, pulled away her little hand, and said with a wicked smile, "It's so loud, since you're afraid, you still come out to see the bamboo cannon."

"Ah, Your Highness, slave is really afraid, that sound is really scary"

"Is that scary?" Zhao Yougong rolled his eyes, with a look of disdain, the broken bamboo cannon was scared like this, if he heard the missile explosion in the future, then he wouldn't be scared to pee?

Well? If it really scared Pan Meiren to pee, wouldn't that be a good sight? Thinking in her heart, her eyes went down and down, feeling the strange eyes, Pan Jinlian instinctively clamped a pair of beautiful legs.

"Your Highness, look at the bamboo cannon, how do you look at the slave family?"

"Hehe" Zhao Xiaojun Wang smiled evilly, lay on Pan Jinlian's ear and whispered something, and then saw Pan Meiren's eyes sneering, and the whole person was crispy.

Pan Meiren squinted her eyes in a variety of ways, her body was soft, this is all to blame for the little county king, he actually wanted to see other people's Xiaojie is really ashamed, how can he say this?

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhao Yougong hid in the room and tossed Pan Jinlian upside down, listening to the wheezing sound one after another, the twin sisters in the side room were not ashamed, and of course there was some jealousy. Since Pan Jinlian entered the mansion, His Royal Highness has rarely looked for their sisters, so how can it be good if it goes on like this?

For snubbing the twin sisters, Zhao Yougong also did it intentionally, when they are not favored, how will Zhao Ji and Yang Jian treat the little sisters?

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone else greeted the New Year, but King Zhao Xiaojun was indifferent, just went to the palace to say hello to Zhao Ji and a group of brothers and sisters, and then returned to the palace. Others pay New Year's greetings, that is relatives and friends to make friends, he Zhao Yougong has no relatives and no friends, worship a hair? If you have that spare time, you might as well go to the Fang Building to have fun, thinking in my heart, I did the same.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the building was deserted, and they hadn't thought about opening it yet. In fact, it's not that Chufanglou doesn't want to open, you open during the New Year, and everyone else stays at home, so it's useless for you to open.

With his hands behind his back, he walked into the door of the Fang Building, and the girls sat at the table, chattering and busy, poking their heads out to see, good guys, these little women were busy making dumplings.

Of course, there are busy people, and there are idle ones, Cui Ying'er, as an Oiran lady, naturally disdains to do these things, and Wu's mother will not do it.

As soon as King Zhao Xiaojun came, Cui Ying'er frowned and squinted, and Mother Wu smiled, "Why are you here?" ”

"What? Can't this king come to your bird's house yet? ”

"Eh, where are you, isn't it just the first day of the new year, the slave family didn't expect it!"

"Hehe, this king also wants to surprise you, haha" King Zhao Xiaojun smiled wickedly, which made Wu's mother tremble for a while, but if His Royal Highness laughs like this, it is not a good thing.

Nian Nu'er had already seen Zhao Yougong, she smiled sweetly, patted the flour on her hand, got up and gave a blessing, "Happy New Year, officials!" ”

"Good, good! Let's make dumplings together! ”

Sitting next to Nian Nu'er, Zhao Yougong stretched out his hand to pinch the dough, saying that it was a dumpling, but the dumpling couldn't stand up softly, it looked like a cake.

Mother Wu is so embarrassed, the little prince is making dumplings, how can she stand still? Inexplicably, Mother Wu understood why the little county king was laughing so madly just now, and she was not satisfied with her daring, but also, Nian Nu'er was working, but Cui Ying'er was sitting aside and eating melon seeds. Can the little county king who protects his shortcomings not be angry?

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