The moonlight fell on the snow-covered earth, and it was perfect to blend with the snow and be inseparable from each other. The whole Central Plains was filled with a festive atmosphere as the www.biquge.info year passed, and even the war of the Xu State ushered in a rare calm.

The straight roads in the four fields in Dachu are uninhabited, and counties around the country are waiting for the arrival of the Spring Festival.

As the center of the Chu State, Yingdu is particularly lively, and on the Beigong Street leading to the palace, there is an endless stream of luxuries, going to the palace that seems to be a fairyland. The palace that used to be quiet and depressed, tonight's life is noisy and noisy, and even the clan soldiers standing guard are less serious than in the past.

Under the guidance of the temple people, Lu Qiye climbed the ninety-nine steps and came to the palace of diligence, the symbol of Great Chu.

Tonight's Qinzheng Hall did not have the arrows and crossbows of the past, and the ministers in the court also put away the appearance of fighting according to them, and sat in their places to talk to acquaintances. There are still a few days to go before the new year, according to the tradition of the Chu State, the king of Chu wants to feast the courtiers, and then rest for half a month.

Needless to say, Lu Qiye's arrival was also a member of the banquet, not in the capacity of the Lu family but as an official.

Dharma Hall, principal.

Standing on the platform outside the Qinzheng Palace, when he had not yet entered the hall, and even before the temple people had announced, countless eyes fell on him. Especially Li Hao, who was promoted to the right middle book, smiled again and again, nodded to Lu Qiye to say hello, and Lu Qiye returned with a smile to show the most basic courtesy.

Immediately, the shrill voice of the temple man sounded. "The head of the Dharma Hall, Lord Lu Chengheng has arrived"

Under the guidance of the maids in the palace, he came to his own position.

Under the deliberate greetings of countless people, Lu Qiye looked at the throne at the top, and the corners of his mouth curled up playfully and thought, "Will it be the king of Chu who will preside over or the crown prince tonight?"

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Compared with the hustle and bustle of the royal palace, there was only silence and dreary darkness in the fertile fields outside the city.

In the hill hundreds of meters west of Yingdu, wild beasts hunted each other for food. The small village of Wuyuan seems to be a long-abandoned and deserted village, and if it weren't for the existence of a little light, it would be hard to imagine that it would be inhabited.

In the open space in the center of the village, Lu Qikun stood in the starlight, holding a broom and cleaning quietly, and there was high snow everywhere, as if it was a grain pile for the autumn harvest.

Dozens of days have passed since the admission of the Martial Academy, and Wu, as a teacher, has not taught Lu Qikun any knowledge, and only explained that he will clean the snow in the center of the village, and he is saying that he has not even appeared.

Although Lu Qikun was unhappy in his heart, there was nothing he could do, after all, Wu was his teacher. has been whispered in the Lu family since childhood, and etiquette has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Especially respect for teachers.

"What are you thinking?" Zixiang asked as he appeared in the middle of the village.

Lu Qikun looked at the other party and said, "No"

"Hehe, your face says everything very well" Zixiang sneered.

Immediately took out the skin bag from the loose Chu clothes, and after opening the skin bag, the smell of wine wafted out. Zixiang greedily absorbed the aroma of the wine, and then drank it like a glutton. The yellowish liquor overflowed from the corners of his mouth, wetting the delicate and beautiful Chu clothes.

Lu Qikun frowned and said unhappily, "Wine is not good for your health"

Zixiang hiccuped comfortably, his face was slightly red, and he was puzzled, "I don't understand, you have swept the snow for dozens of days, what does that sissy want to do?"

Lu Qikun frowned and said a little angrily, "The teacher's name is Wu, he is our elder, you should have a minimum of respect"

Zixiang threw the skin bag in his hand with great disdain, and Lu Qikun was stunned and caught the skin bag and looked at the other party.

Zixiang immediately said, "Wine is a good thing, especially in this cold winter, it can save many people's lives." ”

After speaking, Zixiang looked up at the north, and showed a wry smile and sadness.

It is difficult for Lu Qikun to understand Zixiang's current appearance, Zixiang is always flowing in the middle of dozens of days of contact, and he has no demeanor of the children of the Qing clan at all, but is like a gangster on the street, without righteousness, no rules and respect.

"You are from the north," Lu Qikun said lightly.

Beiguo is not a specific country, but refers to the area north of the Yellow River. It is close to the Mobei grassland, and the winter temperature is extremely cold, which is not comparable to the surroundings of Longjiang at all. In the glorious era of Zongxia, there were dozens of vassal states in the north, but with the hegemony of Wei and the beginning of the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhao began to annex land.

Today's northern kingdom is only Zhao and Song.

Zixiang didn't answer, just smiled, but that smile was not joyful.

Lu Qikun stared at the leather bag in his hand and smelled the fragrance of wine wafting out. Then he raised the skin in his hand and drank the yellowish wine.

Ahem~~~

Lu Qikun, who doesn't drink alcohol, naturally can't adapt to Zixiang's wine. It is a fruit wine that is different from the Chu State, but a special liquor unique to the Northern Kingdom. The spicy stimulation made Lu Qikun burst into tears, and his throat was even hotter like wrought iron.

Ha ha

When Zixiang saw Lu Qikun's appearance, he laughed out loud without grace, without hiding his emotions at all.

Lu Qikun didn't care, the problem of flames in his body made him think of Zixiang's previous words, and he couldn't help but say, "Compared to the north, we are lucky to live in the south"

Zixiang walked in front of Lu Qikun, directly snatched the leather bag containing the wine, drank the liquor in a big gulp, and said slightly drunk, "What are you thinking about before?"

didn't answer Lu Qikun's question, obviously Zixiang didn't want the other party to know his identity, and he didn't want to get Lu Qikun's sympathy, so he changed the topic back to the previous question.

Lu Qikun was silent for a long time and said, "I have lost my memory for fifteen years."

Zixiang suddenly burst out laughing, laughing unscrupulously, his smiling face and back bent, obviously not believing Lu Qikun's words.

Lu Qikun looked at the thick ground and continued, "After the Spring Moon Temple opened, all my memories disappeared, as if someone had taken it away overnight. After seeing Lin Shi and Princess Qingque seeing Lu Qiqian, many fragmented memories appeared, but they came to naught in an instant."

Many experiences in the past, although the memories of meeting certain people are fragmented and difficult to see, Lu Qikun still clearly knows that those people must have something to do with him. Especially the feeling of déjà vu, as well as the feeling of a splitting headache, was tormenting and eroding Lu Qikun, trying to figure out everything that happened.

Zixiang patted Lu Qikun on the shoulder, as if the old man was encouraging his juniors, and pretended to be sad, "I remember that my grandfather once said to me that some things are gone, and if they don't work, it's better to start over." ”

"Start over," Lu Qikun said softly.

Zixiang was slightly drunk and didn't pay attention to it, maybe it was the relationship with the spirits that made him groggy. didn't say hello to Lu Qikun, went back to his cabin directly, fell asleep on the bed.

Under the moonlight, on the thick soil, and in the clearing, Lu Qikun was reminiscing about Zixiang's words, and his dim eyes gradually brightened. It was like a demon in the heart, and at this moment, it disappeared in an instant, and the gray mist surrounding the Dao heart disappeared abruptly. And there was a force in Lu Qikun's body, which quietly burst out, and the true yuan was surging like a river.