Dressed in white clothes and with white hair, he seems to blend into the heavy snow. Not long after the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, he came to the residence where Li Jian told him to meditate, in the easternmost part of Fengjiabao, a small row of cyan stones paved with a path under the willow trees, which bent slightly, leading to a thatched hut that did not look very solid.

Follow the path to the door, closed and silent. Zhang Renjie knocked on the door respectfully and said, "Is Mr. Meditation here?" ”

He replied with a fresh wind and strong snow, and it wasn't long before the snowflakes were drowning his ankles. No movement was seen.

No more knocking on the door, standing in front of the door and waiting, not moving, not making a sound, thinking that it should be resting.

There was more and more snow, and there were large patches of stains on my clothes and eyelashes. He knew that some people who were easy to learn had strange temperaments and behaviors, and they were not willing to be easily offended.

Not long after, the people in the city saw that it was snowing outside, and the sound of the war had stopped, most of them came out and hurried out of the city to worship their ancestors while it was dark.

However, the soldiers standing guard were like a statue without expression, silently guarding another castle.

Zhang Renjie waited for longer and longer, the sky gradually darkened, and the people who came and went also saw this strange scene, a person was three or five feet away, his hands and sleeves were crossed to make his hands warmer, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he shouted in the white mist: "Go in directly, there is a rule in the meditation heart, the visitor pushes the door directly and enters, otherwise he will not pay attention to you after waiting for a night!" With that, he shrank back, disappeared into the street, and went home to make a fire.

"Oh?" Zhang Renjie, who was almost submerged in snow, laughed secretly in his heart: "So that's the case." ”

Then he moved, lifted his calves, bent his knees and shook off a lot of snowflakes, stepped on the stairs step by step, and gently pushed open the door of the house.

A dark fragrance wafted, like sandalwood, like incense. After the entrance, a bamboo table. Two bamboo chairs. That's it, and then to the inside, the blue coarse cloth tent hangs on both sides, and a thin quilt.

Outside the door, shake off the snowflakes all over your body to prevent the house from getting wet. When I came to the table, I saw a note and couldn't help but pick it up.

"Heaven and earth are clear, where can I find the heart in the world?"

These two lines of poetry are completely confusing? The sky is clear and easy to understand, basically no more wars, who is the emperor referring to? Where in the world is to find the meditation heart? Does it mean that it is not in the human world? Where can that be? After thinking about it for a long time, he put back the note, and it seemed that he was really a character who saw the beginning and the end of the dragon.

After shaking his head and leaving, he closed the door and left a series of footprints in the snow. After leaving, he rode back to Mengjiabao. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief in my heart, the four forts of Qinsai are all in the bag, and heavy snow is coming one after another. Lijiabao is in the market, and this moe basically can't make any big waves.

It is also impossible for the northwest Hou, who is in charge of Chang'an Xianyang, to mobilize troops at this time to recuperate and prepare for next year's rebellion.

Back to Mengjiabao, standing on the wall, looking at the vast land, snowflakes flying, heaven and earth are general. Looking at the sky as high as 10,000 feet, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Ask, ask, ask who is the lord of the vast earth?" ”

I don't know when Sun Guanhua came to the top with Tuoba walking hand behind him, and when he heard Zhang Renjie's sigh, he smiled happily and said: "Le, Le, Le, the family of two is full of children and grandchildren." ”

A sudden sentence, the battle is still very neat, the meaning is even more profound, ask who is the master of ups and downs, happy two families, seemingly marginal two sentences, in fact, complement each other, the people are not happy, who can be the master?

"Haha, haha......"

Tuoba walked shyly and leaned on Sun Guanhua's shoulder, looking so unhappy, it seemed that he really planned to have children and grandchildren.

Outside Tongguan, Wang Wei of the Northwest waited respectfully in this heavy snow, and yesterday he had received news that the emperor was coming. Loyal to the south, he left Chang'an early and came to Tongguan to greet him.

In the northwest, the sudden heavy snowfall was very slow, and Yang Junjie said to Mr. Shan with some doubts: "This road is so quiet, and you will arrive at Tongguan immediately." So what action did Yuan Yang really take? It doesn't make sense! ”

Mr. Shan still smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, it is estimated that he is too busy to take care of himself, and Tongguan is ahead." Yesterday I had already ordered someone to fly the pigeon to pass the book, and it is estimated that Wang Wei has been waiting for a long time now. ”

"Then hurry up, the silence along the way is a little scared!" Yang Junjie said.

Li Haolan saw that the emperor knew that the northwest had been waiting for a long time, so he wanted to move forward faster! This is a courtesy of a monarch and a minister? In line with the outline of the imperial court. Righteous words: "The emperor is played, and those who receive the monarch will be treated with courtesy." Meet from ten miles away. It doesn't have to be faster. Just let him wait. ”

The emperor wants money or not, and he wants soldiers without soldiers. There is a jade seal of the country, and he also suggested putting the emperor's score? Yang Junjie and Mr. Shan couldn't help but smile bitterly. I all have the same idea in my heart, this person is really pedantic, but this mouth is really powerful. It's no wonder that he can become a university scholar at a young age, and it seems that he is also well-read, and his lips and tongue are powerful. But it's almost to the territory of the Northwest Hou, and everything still has a chance. Yang Junjie clenched his fists, his joints were a little pale, and his face was resolute, inspiring to fight back to his own country.

Ten miles of different customs, a hundred miles of different days. In the city of Luoyang, Yuan Yang wore a five-clawed golden dragon robe and an imperial jade crown. Sitting on the dragon chair, the civil and military officials below, and the commander of the Praetorian Guard shouted in unison, "Long live, long live, long live!" ”

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!" The voice was old with some melancholy, and the originally wrinkled cheeks added some vicissitudes of life.

"Everyone, Aiqing, in the face of the rebellious ministers and thieves Yang Junqian leading his troops to attack, do you have a good plan?"

The soldier Jierong came out of the crowd and took a few steps forward. He bowed his hand and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Yang Junqian has lived in Yanzhou for a long time, called King Qi, and has an army of 300,000. However, the city wall of Luoyang is strong, and there are tens of thousands of imperial forest troops, plus more than 100,000 soldiers of all kinds. It's not a momentary break. The army went on an expedition, and countless grains and grass were consumed. If you can't attack it, you will definitely retreat! ”

Yuan Yang finally felt a little relieved when he heard the analysis of the soldier of the military department.

Then Commander Xiao of the Praetorian Guard said: "Yang Junqian is brutal by nature, and he is ruthless and vicious. If the city is broken, we will be slaughtered. I hope Your Majesty will act prudently. "I still hope that Yuan Yang will surrender, but it is indeed not the literary style of ordinary people to be able to say such a connotation of surrender. After all, he is a general, if he really wants to fight, he will definitely occupy the front line, who wants to have nothing to do?

All the officials began to turn their heads and ears, and no one could pay attention to it for a while. If everything is all right if it is repulsed, if the city is broken, who of these people will be spared? The whole family, old and young, may be slaughtered by others.

Yuan Yang couldn't pay attention to it, he originally thought that he only needed to kill Yang Junjie to ascend the throne, there were civil and military officials in the world, and the emperor would take turns to sit, and anyone could be it. How do you think that this is like Tai Chi below. Although he has been a prime minister for many years, it is just an official suggestion.

Now it's really my turn to pay attention, but I really don't dare to make a decision blindly. It's a matter of life and death!