The earth was buried by snow, but the sky remained the same. The birds and beasts have long since disappeared, and their lives are frozen in the snowy fields. As far as the eye can see, the sky and the ground are white and vast, and the cold wind blows from east to west, and from north to south, and there is the sound of whimpering and whimpering back and forth. The flag-bearers were draped in thick coats, holding trembling banners, and buried their heads as low as possible in their necks, trying to resist the pervasive cold. The horse's hooves wrapped in rags sink deep into the snow, and when they are pulled up, they always bring up a puff of snowflakes. The galloping chariot lost speed in the heavy snow, crawling slowly like a turtle, and the armor soldiers standing on the chariot were mostly covered by ice and snow, but the expression on their faces was still solemn.

It was an army of ten chariots, eighty heavily armored horsemen, two hundred sword and shield men, sixty halberders, and sixty archers. Excluding the six-wheel drive carriage, there were four hundred people in total, which was the standard configuration of the ten-vehicle sequence.

Heaven and earth, the rules and regulations, the lord of the center takes the eight-wheel drive king car, and the princes of the world take the six-wheel drive carriage. The person sitting in the six-wheel drive carriage is, of course, a prince, and he is Yan Eighteen.

The windows of the car engraved with Xuanyao were tightly closed, and strips of cloth were stuffed in the gaps, but the cold wind still stubbornly got in, freezing Yan Eighteen to the point of shrinking his head and feet. He shrunk in the big crush and held the stove, it was a very gorgeous big crush, embroidered with intricate patterns, the neckline was white pear blossoms and striped moire, and behind it was a gold-edged bird with wings spread high, and the handiwork was extremely fine. This piece is made by Yan Eighteen's new wife, Baili Bingyan, the daughter of Dr. Baili, and before leaving, the graceful and noble woman personally draped it on Yan Eighteen's body.

I had to marry her.

The stove is very hot, wrapped in a layer of heat-insulating linen, Yan Eighteen hugged it tightly, put it as close to his heart as possible, as long as it snows, he will feel a pain in his heart, a pain in his heart, he will get sick, and now he is on the way to Yongdu, the fifteenth day of the first month is coming, and all the princes of the world are rushing there, he can't get sick, just like he can't marry Baili Bingyan. I am the king of the Yan country, I am not the eighteenth of Yan, the eighteenth of Yan can like the lark of Anguo, and blush and heartbeat for the song of the lark, but the king of the ten thousand times of the Yan country cannot, he must make a sacrifice for the Yan country, although this sacrifice will make people's hearts hurt more.

I am the king of the Yan Kingdom.

Yan Eighteen pushed the window open, and he couldn't see anything in the white expanse, but he seemed to see a distant place, where there was a big river that was running, and on the other side of the river there was a mountain peak that was not very tall, and there was a pavilion on that mountain, and the pavilion was full of peach blossoms all around, bunches and bunches, clusters and clusters of flowers, those rotten red colors, the red face, and the kite flying high in the sky. Everything is far away, far away like yesterday, obviously in front of you, but you can't touch it with all your might.

The snow outside was cold, and it fell in the palm of your hand like an ice needle.

Yan Eighteen retracted his hand, dreams and reality always make people confused and sad, the king of a country cannot be sad, he must be as cold and resolute as a sculpture, the bird flying high in the sky has to make people look up, Yan Eighteen pulled the stove to his chest, and comforted the short-term grief with the hot copper furnace, no one can see the sadness.

"Your Majesty, the Beidi people are not enough to believe. They have cut through the glaciers, the fish in which they can fill their bellies, and the frozen fort will keep them safe from the wind and snow, and as soon as this winter is over, they will take up arms and rush at us. And then, we will be in a situation where we are fighting on two fronts. ”

Doctor Baili and Che Jing sat opposite Yan Eighteen on the left and right, the carriage was very wide, Doctor Baili sat on the left, pulled down the window, he and Che Jing were separated by half a leg, in such a cold winter, in order to keep warm, the animals would hug each other tightly, but Doctor Baili and Che Jing would not, just like they stood in the court, one left and one right, always separated by a gap that could never be bridged. In this regard, Yan Eighteen is happy to hear that Yan is very large, there are many vassals, if the left doctor and the right doctor stand together, it is a headache. Doctor Baili is already fifty-eight, but he is still in good spirits, he wears a wide black robe, wears a three-inch ink crown, and always speaks slowly, as if he is holding a pearl of wisdom. It seems that he is more like a king of ten thousand times than Yan Eighteen.

Yan Eighteen nodded slowly, but did not speak, he was waiting for his right doctor to speak. Many times, he doesn't need to speak, he just pretends to listen. Since Guan Ion's death, the position of the secretary of Yan has been vacant, and the doctors on the left and on the right are both strong candidates for the secretary.

Sure enough, before Yan Eighteen could speak, the right doctor couldn't help it, and he said: "If the war is launched in winter, then it is conceivable that the frozen castle will become a sea of blood, that is not only the blood of the Beidi people, but also the blood of countless Yan people, fighting a war that loses both sides, this is not done by a wise man." Besides, the Vachus oath must be carried out, it is a righteous war, and before that, we have to accumulate strength, enough strength. This winter, there should be no war. ”

"A righteous war?"

Doctor Baili scoffed, and he looked coldly at Che Jing on the right: "Yan people are fearless, Yan people's blood is iron." The Yan people have never been afraid of war, but the word 'justice' is only on the land of the Yan country, or in order to win the land for the Yan country, that is the real justice. ”

This is the reason why Doctor Baili looks down on Che Jing, these children of the Mo family have always been the same, Yin Yong was like this in the past, and Che Jing is the same now, they always talk about justice and benevolence, but they forget the principles of the world of great contention. In the hearts of the Baili doctors, they can write and write, record the history of the Yan Kingdom, and even write books and speak, just like those old masters who travel around the world, but they should not stand in the court and point fingers, and the Yin Kingdom that perished more than 20 years ago is the best proof.

Che Jing was flushed with anger and said coldly: "Justice is justice, and those who are unkind and unrighteous will be attacked by the people of the world." ”

"Attacking them in groups?"

Doctor Baili sneered: "It's true that the group will attack it, but what should be done after the war?" There will inevitably be a second King of Chu, a third King of Chu, and more and more King of Chu. Nanchu's claim to be king is just the beginning, it will never end, one day, Yan Guo should also be king! ”

The wind was silent, the heater in his arms gradually cooled, Che Jingyang's halfway hand fell down, and Dr. Baili still smiled coldly. Yan Eighteen pushed the car window open again, some people in the court advocated going all out to kill Chu, some people advocated exterminating Di with all their might, every day they fought back and forth, fighting for their faces and thick necks, and swept away, but no one knew that Yan Eighteen was drowsy at this time, but he had to open his eyes and make a look of Corporal Lixian, which was really a very unpleasant thing. However, what Doctor Baili said is not unreasonable, three hundred and eighty years, the princes of the world have waited for three hundred and eighty years, how many princes have been annihilated in this world of great contention, how many heroes have sunk in the sand and broken halberds for this, that crown is hanging above the sky, and the sky above the head is so high and unattainable, even the chief of the princes Yonggong is out of reach, but now, everything has changed, Nan Chu is the king, there is finally a second king in the world, the door of desire is wide open, and no one can withstand its temptation.

"What will be after becoming king?" Yan Eighteen asked.

Doctor Baili and Che Jing looked at each other, but they couldn't answer his question, just like no one had ever thought that there would be a second king in the world before, and of course, no one thought about what it would be that was higher than the king, Haotian God?

The sky above his head was white and colorless, and the snow was heavy, freezing the sky and the earth, the wind and snow were blowing in his face, and the cold was like a shadow, but Yan Shibai felt that his body and mind were incomparably smooth, as if he was born naked in this world for the first time. Is it true that no one can resist the balance of power and desire? His neck was getting colder and colder, Yan Eighteen squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, Zhongli City was buried by heavy snow, and the high guard towers stood on the city wall, like a white forest, and a big flag fluttered in the woods.

It was a Xuanniao flag, and the heavy snow could not hide its posture, and it fluttered in the wind. Looking at it, Yan Shibai felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, and the heart in his chest kept bumping around, knocking his face red, he seemed to sense something, but it was ambiguous. It was this hazy feeling that made it difficult for him, more exciting and inexplicable than the lark who missed Anguo.

After a long time, Yan Shibai hugged the bronze hand warmer tightly, looked at the heavy snow, and said indifferently: "Perhaps, one day, I will let Xuanniao sprinkle its brilliance everywhere I can see." ”

"Your Majesty!!"

The left doctor and the right doctor were shocked, and then they bowed down in front of Yan Shibai with a 'pounce', unable to speak for a long time.

"But it's still winter, and when the spring flowers bloom and the sun shines, I think it's going to be gone."

The flushing on his face faded little by little, his incomparably bright eyes slowly dimmed, the bronze hand stove in his arms was a little sticky, Yan Eighteen put it on the ground, leaned his back against the wall of the car and closed his eyes, if you look carefully, you will find that his chest is rising and falling slightly.

Doctor Baili and Che Jing didn't argue anymore, they listened to the wind, looked at the boundless snow, and looked at Yan Shibai in front of them, their eyes became more and more intense.

The small army drove towards Zhongli City, and the soldiers in the arrow tower saw the Xuanniao Banner and the six-wheel drive carriage, and hurriedly raised the cold horn and blew the earth-shattering horn.