Heavy snow covered the entire land.

This is the second time Zhang Yu has spent the winter in Luoyang City, the snow is flying all over the sky for Luoyang to approve the white plain clothes, this kind of Luoyang, it is not the first time he has seen it, and when he sees him again, it will always evoke his memories of the past, the snowball in his memory, and the prosperity in his memory.

Thinking about why Liu Guanzhang and the others were delayed, guessing who would win the next military exercise, thinking about when the chariot made by Li Le would take shape, and estimating what Cao Cao was planning outside the Tiger Prison Pass, and speculating about what Li Ru in Chang'an City was plotting again.

Think more and do more, think tired, study tired, leaning on Bian's arms, this harbor is warm and not like words.

Looking at the gazebo, Liu Xie, who was still immersed in hard study, was so serious that he couldn't speak.

Cai Yan, who played the piano in another place, was so intoxicated that he couldn't speak.

and the little Ling'er who was rubbing the snowball, throwing it and chirping, was so crazy that she couldn't talk.

The cold wind blew, Zhang Yu shivered, but his heart was still warm, he quietly grabbed a handful of cool white snow, kneaded it into a ball, and shouted in front of him,

"Xiao Ling'er!"

Hearing Xiao Yu's call, Xiao Ling'er subconsciously turned around, but when the little crazy girl turned around, the white cannonball crackled, pasting her red and tender face, and blooming with white petals.

When the snow was wiped off his face, the cunning murderer left a grimace and walked away.

Xiao Ling'er, who was angry, chased desperately, and saw that the man was extremely cunning, hiding in Tibet, unpredictable, so he summoned a vicious dog lurking in the snow, and was bound to capture the little thief.

The footsteps of the pursuers stirred up snowflakes and scattered them on the piano, on the books, in the courtyard, and in the house.

Liu Xie gently flicked away the snowflakes that fell on the paper, the yellowed pages of the book were his nourishment for the whole winter, he was the one who didn't see him every day, as the emperor, his bearing and wisdom, under the guidance of books, slowly bloomed.

Cai Yan ignored the snow that fell on the qin, anyway, they would melt after a while, and he couldn't stop himself from falling in love with the qin. All she had in her eyes was the piano, and no amount of noisy chasing could break her own tranquility.

The two ran from the courtyard to the hall, and crossed between Cai Yong and Chen Gong, and the snowflakes stuck to their feet fell on the chessboard arranged horizontally and vertically, almost ruining a good game.

Chen Gong shook his head in contemplation, brushed his beard and smiled, Cai Yong's chess fell silently, and the victory was in his hands.

No matter how noisy Zhang Yu and Xiao Ling'er were, he already had a certain number in his heart.

Fortunately, the gate of Lu Bu's mansion was tightly closed, otherwise the naughty two people and one dog would have run out of the mansion and disturb the entire orderly Luoyang.

The entire urban area of Luoyang, according to Zhang Yu's plan, has expanded a circle, from the third ring road to the current fourth ring road, with more residential houses and a lot more vitality, covering the original anger.

On the street, there are occasional pedestrians, walking back and forth. Although they were still dressed in old linen clothes and patches, their red cheeks told us that they were still warm, and that they were much more moisturized than before.

Most of the people in the city are yellow turbans, and some are not yellow scarves, in the past year, the comfortable Luoyang has attracted countless refugees from the surrounding area to seek life here, and Zhang Yu quietly conveyed the policy of accepting the people, these outsiders, it is normal to settle in Luoyang.

If there are people, it will be the city, and if there are people, it will be the city of the emperor.

So, this winter, Luoyang finally has a small market, but there is no sugar gourd from Xiao Ling'er, and there is also the first merchant after her new birth, and there is a trace of the year-end atmosphere.

Covered with snowflakes and cold winds, Luoyang rarely has warmth.

All of this is thanks to the little Zhang Yu who is happily running for his life.

People gather in the house, there are many people in the city, and there is a shortage of people in the suburbs.

In the west of the city, a large group of shirtless and strong men, who don't know what the cold is, practice swords and swords in the snow and practice their fighting spirit, if they don't know, no one knows that this is a yellow scarf.

But when I looked closely, it seemed that something was missing, and I saw that under the bare tree, several wine jars had long been emptied, but there was no shadow of the drinker.

Even the red rabbit has no shadow, the land is covered with snow, and I don't know where it goes.

There is no general to teach, and the yellow scarves under him will always talk about it in private.

There are stories about relatives and food in the city, as well as training and confrontations in the battalion.

There is also about the noble lady who came to deliver food, and there is also about the hurried general who left with people.

There is a warmth about the two of them, and there is also a major event about their marriage.

Chewing on the snow and having fun with each other, these gossip is also their fun after training.

In Luoyang, where there is no war, these soldiers can only use this to relieve their fatigue.

Far away, on the vast white plain, the red horses were particularly conspicuous.

On the horse's body, the talented and female appearance are even more envious of others.

"Feng Xian, it's really okay to leave the soldiers in the camp like this and gallop here with your concubine?"

"Those little pawns, how can I mistake my big event, I don't know how long I haven't seen this snow and this scene, it is difficult for my wife to get out of the city, how can I miss this good time."

Lu Bu's tone of voice was very domineering, he had always been like this.

Yan smiled slightly, Ling'er is older, it has indeed been a long time, the snow-white scenery and warm embrace have made her intoxicated, and she leaned behind her wordlessly.

Let the leisure of this moment turn into the eternity of a lifetime.

Zhang Liao in the north of the city doesn't have so much leisure time, and it is rare to have heavy snow, so he can just practice the ability of his soldiers to fight in the snow.

Seeing that with a wave of his command flag, the white-armored soldiers turned into ice and snow, blended into the ice and snow, and rehearsed one battle formation after another.

The fishing net is a hundred bird array, and it has turned into a cloud dragon shape for a hundred years.

Countless formations, complex and changeable, this army is unparalleled in the world, this is slightly unfathomable, this road is difficult to understand.

Behind him, the handsome young man from Xiliang was carefully observing the changes in the formation, indulging in it, unable to extricate himself. Every time he is ordered by Zhang Liao, he will always suddenly realize, and every time he sees the main point, he will always be excited.

He firmly remembered every word Zhang Liao said, remembered every array, remembered every strategy, turned it into his own use, nourished the desire that had been hidden in his heart, and when the six lords Li Ru came to the future, he would definitely break it slightly, suppress it with a formation, completely defeat it, rebel and defend the country, and become famous all over the world.

Zhang Liao was quite satisfied with the performance of his first apprentice, whether it was his martial arts or the art of war, this son was extremely talented, and it was a blessing for a great man to be born at this time.

Thinking, studying, running, chasing, playing, playing, playing, playing, practicing, riding, galloping, those lovely and serious people in Luoyang City, outside Luoyang City, spent the warm winter of the first year of the first peace in peace in peace and liveliness.