The bright moon shines on the snow, and the wind is strong and sad.

Standing happily and quietly at the edge of the woods, with the white and empty field in front of him, he pursed his lips lightly, looking at the empty and desolate earth under the bright moonlight, and couldn't help but feel some faint sadness and longing in his heart. The longing of the wanderer for his family, or the lovesickness for the separated lovers.

The full moon of the fifteenth always makes people feel a faint sadness in their hearts, and they miss their families even more. Winter said that it was a chore to travel in the snow, and from Yecheng to the dark sky, Xing Xing and his party had only traveled eighty miles. Happy estimates, at this speed, I am afraid it will take half a month to reach Chang'an in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Happy beside him, Zhao Yanshen, who was leaning forward, also stood quietly, facing northeast, letting the cold wind at night blow his pale hair into chaos. His face was furrowed, and his cloudy eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, as well as deep resentment and worry.

Unable to change the fate of Zhao Jingyuan marrying a Turk, Zhao Yanshen was already extremely helpless and sad, but now Zhao Jing has once again been heard from, which makes him even more worried, and he seems to be ten years old in a flash, with a desolate and decadent atmosphere on his body.

"Ahem", a cold wind swirled and blew, scattering the snow chips on the ground, and Zhao Yanshen couldn't help but hunch over and cough.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?" Xing Xing gently patted Zhao Yanshen's back with his hand and asked with concern.

"Hehe, I'm old, it's useless!" Zhao Yan waved his hand deeply, took the somewhat dry hand from his mouth and retracted it into his sleeve, and said self-deprecatingly, his tone full of endless loneliness and sadness.

Happy and stunned, he comforted: "My lord said that you are laughing, you should be strong and strong, for the country and the people, it is beyond the reach of my generation!"

Zhao Yanshen shook his head, looked at him happily with burning eyes and asked, "Gao Thorn Shi, who do you say Jing'er will rob?" ”

A trace of sorrow appeared on his happy face, and his eyes looked at Zhao Yanshen with clear and calm eyes: "My lord, forgive me, I don't know." ”

A look of disappointment appeared on Zhao Yanshen's face, his eyes were gloomy and sad, and his thin body seemed to be shaky in the scorching cold wind, which made Gao Xing's heart worry.

"My lord, Miss Zhao is kind-hearted, and she often eats fasting and recites Buddha, I believe that the gods and Buddhas in the sky will bless her safely, so you don't have to worry about her anymore." Looking at Zhao Yanshen happily, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he said firmly.

Seeing that Happy was firm, Zhao Yanshen was stunned for a moment, his heart moved, his eyes suddenly released a strange brilliance, and he looked straight at Happy and asked, "Will the gods will?" ”

"Yes!" Xing Xing squinted his eyes and smiled, and then said: "King, it's cold and windy outside, you better go back to the tent and rest!" ”

Zhao Yanshen's mouth trembled, but he finally said yes, and walked tremblingly towards the camp tent in the leeward area not far away, his pace was much brisker.

Although Er Zhu Mingfeng was depressed and angry, he still dutifully chose a leeward woodland, cut down some surrounding trees, and set up camp to ensure the safety of Zhao Yanshen and Gao Xing and other envoys.

"Alas, marrying a woman I have never met before is really a headache for me from modern times!" Happy sighed softly.

Although he was happy to have an extremely close relationship with Zhang Rong, he asked himself, and he didn't know if his feelings for Zhang Rong in his heart were simple love, or responsibility and gratitude and pity.

The word "marriage", whether it is in the past life or in this life, happiness has never been seriously thought about, but at this moment, this word that he once missed and now has some fear and resistance is placed in front of him, but he can't refuse, he can only accept the arrangement of fate.

No one likes their fate to be dominated by others, let alone the happy laughing Buddha who has always been alone. But it's like in martial arts novels, "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves". Many times, fate is out of control.

A person who is obsessed with his dreams may not be successful or great, but a person who has no dreams and no persistence is obviously pathetic.

In the past few months in Yecheng, although on the surface it seems to be happy and cheerful, in fact, it is also walking on thin ice and cautious. Perhaps, he can easily kill the Northern Qi Sangui, maybe he can kill Gao Wei, but whether it is for the safety of Gao Changgong and the Gao family, or for the sake of not implicating the innocent people, Happy has always endured, covering everything in his heart with superficial indifference and indifference.

Cockfighting, dog walking, gambling, prostitution, these things, happy once and now, I don't like it, but in the months in Yecheng, these activities are all he has in life. For many nights, he endured the disgust in his heart, tried his best to make a fool of himself with the red dust women, showed his incompetence and cunning in front of outsiders, and announced to the world that he was happy to be a veritable tiger father and dog, enduring the white eyes and rumors of others.

However, this time, he had to accept Gao Wei's order to go to Northern Zhou and Qin to win a respite for Northern Qi.

On the back side of politics is perhaps always compromise. I sighed so happily in my heart.

"Gao Thorn History, it's not too early, you have to hurry early tomorrow morning, you better rest early!" When the moon was in the sky, Er Zhu Mingfeng stepped on the snow and strode behind Xing Xing and said.

Marriage and divorce are just a matter of paper, what are you trying to worry about!

"Huh-" Happy let out a long breath of white air in his chest, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart was much less, and Chong'er Zhu Mingfeng said with a smile: "I know the general, I have worked hard for you, I will go back!" ”

Er Zhu Mingfeng smiled, happy politeness and respect made him feel good, and when he saw happy turn, he took his leave and went to patrol the area around the camp.

Just as his happy feet were about to enter the camp gate, a phantory shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye, and when he turned his head to look, he saw only the mottled shadows cast by the bare trees in the moonlight. Happy frowned, but his footsteps did not stop, and he went straight back to the tent, and instead of cultivating, he lay down in his clothes and rested.

Early the next morning, Gao Xing and his entourage had an early meal and set off to continue to Chang'an in the southwest. Fortunately, the sky is beautiful, and the bright sunshine hangs high, so that the journey of the happy group is a little less tribulation.

Six days later, Gao Xing and his entourage entered the territory of Luozhou, and in the evening, they finally entered Luoyang City, and everyone was relieved. In the north in November, the weather is cold, the snow is thick, the road is sparsely populated, coupled with the wind and food and sleeping in the open, whether it is happy to wait for a high-ranking official or a soldier who shoulders the escort, he has suffered a lot.

After entering Luoyang City, everyone can finally take a good rest, eat hot food, and drink some warm wine, which is really a beautiful thing.

As soon as Zhao Yanshenfu came to Luozhou, Dugu Yongye, the assassin of Luozhou, received the news and waited outside Luoyang City very early. After some eager greetings, Dugu Yongye invited Zhao Yanshen and Happy into the Thorn History Mansion in Luoyang City.

Dugu Yongye, the word Shiji, his surname is Liu, because he lost his father at an early age, and his mother remarried to the Dugu family, so he was raised by the Dugu family and changed his surname to Dugu. Dugu Yongye grew up in the army when he was young, so he is skilled in arching and horses, familiar with military affairs, talented, and far-sighted.

Dugu Yongye is famous for his bravery, uprightness, and not making friends with the powerful. In every battle, he will lead his 200 guards to charge in the front line, which is very brave and makes the Zhou army fearful. Hu Luguang once asked Dugu Yongye for two maidservants, but he refused, so he was slandered and demoted, and he was replaced by Qihe Fugui to guard Henan.

But in recent years, the Zhou army is aggressive, and the people of Henan miss Dugu Yongye a lot, in order to stabilize the frontier, Gao Wei once again sent Dugu Yongye to garrison Henan, let Luozhou assassin history, Heyang Road book servant.

Dugu Yongye did not show too eagerness to Zhao Yanshen, but just entertained Zhao Yanshen and Xingxing in accordance with etiquette in the Assassin's Mansion, and left after arranging their accommodation. In this regard, Happy did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but appreciated this person even more.

After greeting Zhao Yanshen, he happily walked out of the Assassin's Mansion and strolled around the streets of Luoyang.

Luoyang, out of the river Tuluo Shuyu three emperors and five emperors, geographically it is "in the world", which is the Chinese nation's psychological identification with the ancestral land. Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, the three most representative schools in Chinese culture, are performing their brilliance here. The Heluo region centered on Luoyang is an important birthplace of Chinese civilization, and Heluo culture is also the root culture of the Chinese nation.

Although Luoyang at this time experienced hundreds of years of strife and was far less prosperous than the Sui Dynasty, the large-scale city and the desolate and heavy heritage, as well as the charm full of Chinese culture, still made Yue feel an invisible shock, an indescribable pride.

Compared with the tension of Xuyi and the glitz of Yecheng, Luoyang at this time seems relatively peaceful, and there are still many pedestrians shuttling back and forth on the streets, looking for fun. After all, the war is still far away from here, Luoyang, which is located on the bank of the Yellow River, has fertile land, and without natural disasters [***], the people's lives are still barely passable.

Happy to believe in the reins, there was no purpose, and unconsciously walked into a secluded alley. looked at the somewhat dim and silent alley under the moonlight, smiled happily, rubbed his hands on his face that was a little cold by the wind, and turned around to stab Shi Fu back.

At this moment, Gao Xing suddenly saw a black shadow flashing from its side, running towards the alley. Happy stopped, suddenly flashed, hid his figure in the shadows under the wall, and looked up. I saw a man dressed in black jumping down from a high wall, landing in the alley, but he staggered a few steps, and stood still holding on to the wall. As soon as the man in black stood still, a man dressed in gray followed him and fell from the roof to the ground.

By the moonlight, Happy suddenly saw the face of the man in gray clearly, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked. Xing Xing didn't move, he restrained his breath, and stared at the gray-clothed man tightly, the immortal true qi in his body immediately started to run rapidly, and the muscles in all parts of his body gradually tightened.

All this is because the man in gray is a happy old acquaintance, the poison king Yin Chi.