The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, since the recovery of Jiazhou City, Yazhou City, and Yizhou City, have been helping to repair the cities of Yizhou City all day long, and also to assist the people in building houses, and to carry out autumn ploughing with all their might, so that there will be a good harvest in the coming year.

Time flies, time is fleeting, and before you know it, autumn is already coming to winter.

After nearly half a year of recovery, Yizhou City has become full of flowers and lively.

On this day, it is the traditional Chinese New Year's Eve festival of the Han people.

The people of Yizhou City hung up lanterns one after another, pasted Spring Festival couplets, and relatives and friends sat in front of the stove, eating the stove and drinking hot wine, which was really happy.

And, shortly after nightfall, there was a heavy snow in the sky.

The people of Yizhou City have not seen heavy snow for a long time, and this time, it has snowed so much.

The people were all excited, and they walked out of the houses one after another, cheering and admiring the goose feather snow falling from the sky.

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"It's snowy! It is really a good year for Ruixue Zhaofeng, and the people of Yizhou City will definitely have a good harvest in the coming year. ”

Jiang Dazhi stood outside the inn where he lived, looked at the goose feathers and snow, and said with emotion.

"Sure enough, it's good snow, Brother Jiang, why are you here watching the snow alone?"

Jiang Dazhi heard Wang Long's voice = one = this = read = novel = ybdu, so he put away his thoughts and said: "Brother Long, Jiang remembered some past events again. ”

"I'm afraid I remembered a certain beauty!"

"Hahaha, the one who knows me is none other than Brother Long! Yes, thinking that the class teacher was going to return to the court, he suddenly missed He Xiangxue very much. ”

Actually, he didn't think of He Xiangxue because he wanted the class teacher to return to the court, he was because he saw the snow.

"You two are such a good Yaxing, on such a cold day, you are still watching the snow outside!"

Jiang Dazhi and Wang Long heard the voice of Zhuge Land, and when they looked at Zhuge Land, they both smiled.

Jiang Dazhi said: "Brother Long, what about Haitang and Yitian Guiyi? ”

Wang Lung said: "You are embarrassed to say that they have already gone back to the Medicine King Valley, don't you know? ”

As soon as Jiang Dazhi heard Wang Long's words, he immediately let out a long sigh and said, "Jiang still wants to say a few more words to Haitang, how can you ・・・・・・ it!" ”

Zhuge Dadi said: "Brother Jiang, after you won the country, you thought of the beauty, right?" How can you not know that Jiangshan and beauty, you can only love one! ”

Jiang Dazhi said with a smile: "Lao Tzu would rather love beauties than rivers." ”

When King Zhuge and the others heard Jiang Dazhi's words, they immediately laughed.

At this time, an attendant from the Taishou Mansion came to the inn where Jiang Dazhi and the others lived.

When the attendant saw Jiang Dazhi outside, he immediately said, "General Jiang, my lord invites you to go to a pot of Anjiang Lake to eat the stove." ”

"Okay, you go down! Jiang will arrive soon. ”

At that moment, Jiang Dazhi called Yang Jian, Benniu, Dog Baby, Qin Ruyue, and Cheng Mahua out of the inn and went to Anjiang Lake to eat the stove together.

Chang Shouxin just invited Jiang Dazhi alone, so Jiang Dazhi specially bought another table for his brothers.

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After the re-construction of a pot of Anjiang Lake, it is more magnificent and magnificent than before.

The private room that is often booked by the letter is still the best private room here.

After Jiang Dazhi walked in, he found that Ge Shuhan, Chen Xuanli, Li Ming, and Chang Shouxin were already sitting in their seats, and he immediately walked over with a smile and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Jiang is the last to come, and it is still the old rule, first punish yourself with three cups." ”

"Okay." Chang Shouxin applauded.

Jiang Dazhi immediately picked up a jar of wine, picked up the wine glass, and drank three glasses in a row.

"Okay." Everyone said in unison.

This time, Chang Shouxin did not invite the Seven Uniques of Shuzhong, but just invited a dance team to dance and dance to give them a few helps.

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After the excitement, there is often emptiness.

Jiang Dazhi was lying on the bed in the inn alone, but he couldn't sleep.

He simply got up, walked to the window, opened it, and a cold wind blew in his face, which made his wine lose three points at once.

He looked outside, and saw that the snow had not stopped, and a lot of snow had accumulated on the ground.

After looking at the snow for a while, he felt a little cold in his body, so he closed the window.

He walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, and suddenly felt that he was also a person who was afraid of loneliness.

At this moment, he thought of his family more than 1,200 years later, and also remembered the family of Datang who was thousands of miles away, and even more thought of his red face, his confidant, and many, many people.

Thinking about it so much, he really wants to drink now.

He walked out of the room and came to the lobby of the inn, at this time, everyone had already fallen asleep, he took a jar of wine at the shopkeeper of the inn, walked back to the room, put the wine jar on the fire, and thought: "Bai Juyi, this person, the poems he wrote are really so popular. ”

"Hey! If you have wine today and get drunk today, why should you care about tomorrow. ”

Jiang Dazhi said to himself.

When he waited until the wine was warm, he immediately took up the jar of wine, raised his head and began to drink.

For a while, the sound of "gurgling" was endless.

After he drank this jar of wine, he said: "Chasing the wind and waves, you better not be bumped into by Lao Tzu again, otherwise, Lao Tzu will overturn you." ”

After that, he immediately laughed.

After a few moments, he felt only dizzy, and suddenly he fell into bed and fell asleep.

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Winter goes to spring, and the earth is full of life.

In the surroundings of Yizhou City, a hundred flowers have already bloomed, and many young boys and girls have begun to walk into the flowers and tell the story of spring.

Ge Shuhan, Chen Xuanli, Jiang Dazhi and several other Beijing officials are also planning to return to the dynasty.

Zhuge Dadi did not plan to go to Chang'an City, and specially came to give Jiang Dazhi and the others a farewell.

"Brother Earth, how good Chang'an City is! Let's go and see it with the brothers! ”

"Brother Jiang, with all due respect, Brother Jiang returns to Chang'an City this time, and what awaits you is not glory and wealth, but swords and swords."

"Brother Earth, how do you say that?" Jiang Dazhi asked puzzled.

After that, he thought: "Zhuge Dadi's brain can't be broken, right?" Lao Tzu leveled the two countries of Nanzhao and Tubo, even if he didn't occupy the first credit, at least it was a lot of credit! Tang Xuanzong didn't make Lao Tzu a big general, and it should be no problem for Lao Tzu to be a little general! ”

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Jiang, the earth is just a casual remark, Brother Jiang doesn't need to care, if you and I have an unfinished fate, there will be a goodbye day, farewell."

"Brother Earth, take care."

"Everyone, take care."

Zhuge said that he immediately saluted everyone, and Jiang Dazhi and others also saluted Zhuge Dadi.

At that moment, after everyone said goodbye reluctantly, Ge Shuhan led the army to walk in front, Chen Xuanli led the people of the headquarters and followed behind, and Jiang Dazhi and others walked in the rear.

Suddenly, he returned to Chang'an City.

(This is the final chapter of Volume II.)

After writing the second volume, I was a little reluctant, and I was reluctant to give up the enthusiasm of the land of Bashu, and friends who have been to Chengdu and Chongqing should know that they are all cities that you don't want to leave when you go.

Of course, the most reluctant thing is that Shangguan Jinxiu in Wanzhulin, Mu Yi feels that the love between her and Jiang Dazhi has not been written well, which is very unfair to Shangguan Jinxiu, but due to the limited level, it can only be written like this.

Finally, Mu Yi thanks all the book friends who have clicked on this book, every click of yours is the driving force of Mu Yi day and night, I wish all friends good health, all the best, and a successful career! ）