Han Derang threw the dagger out of his hand, and was about to look for Jinchuang medicine to wipe it for her, but Xiao Sui exclaimed, "Dagger", regardless of the injury, he struggled out of his arms, carefully picked up the dagger thrown by Han Derang, and held it tightly in his hand. She stared at Han Derang, whose face was angry, and explained: "This is a token exchanged at the time of marriage, and I have always carried it. Seeing that Han Derang didn't speak, he smiled a little shyly and said, "Seeing that you don't believe me, I can't wait to die, but you saved me again, I'm very happy." She pursed her lips and smiled, pulling the scar on her neck, and frowned slightly in pain, seeing that Han Derang's heart was also hurting, she found the gold sore medicine, walked up and applied it for her, and said angrily: "I saved you so that you don't have an accident in my house and affect my Han family." It's just that this tone is like the situation when the two of them are young and fighting.

Xiao Xuan smiled and said in a low voice: "You just like me, but you refuse to admit it, so when you were a child, you fought for me and Xi Di and Hu Limu, shouting 'Yanyan is mine', what's going on?" Han De made a slight embarrassment, and coughed dryly: "It's just a child talking nonsense." In addition to reading the Han classics and continuous training in the government and army, Han Derang also practiced the bow and horse kung fu that the Khitan children were good at every day, and both civil and military were extremely outstanding. Xiao Sui also likes to wear Chinese clothes every day, dresses up like a daughter of the Han family, and even learns Chinese, reads Chinese poems, and talks about books in her chest, but she is not inferior to a talented woman in the Han land. Later, Xiao Derang became the first beauty in the Khitan tribe in the capital, the Khitan boy was jealous that Han Derang had a marriage contract with her, and bullied Han Derang every day. Thinking of these young people's past, the two of them were sweet in their hearts, and they forgot their current identities for a while, Xiao Xuan stretched out his finger and gently drew a circle on Han Derang's chest, raised his head, and asked softly: "Derang, do you think I am beautiful?"

Xiao Sui was crying and laughing, with tears on his face, but with a sweet joy between his eyebrows, and a red mark on his neck was shocking, which was particularly pitiful, Han De made his heart surge, he was afraid that he would no longer be able to hold back his emotions, and he didn't dare to stare at her peerless appearance, so he turned his head to the side and didn't answer, Xiao Sui sighed a little disappointed, and said to himself: "It seems that these days the review and reading are really tormenting, there are a few more wrinkles in the corners of the eyes unconsciously, the concubine's face is old, and Han Lang will no longer remember Yan Yan." After speaking, he looked up at Han Derang, gently unfolded the wrinkles on his forehead with his fingers, and sighed a little narrowly: "Derang, you are also old." She was only twenty at this time, just in Shaohua, and Han Derang was just over thirty, which was the age of a strong man.

Xiao Sui raised his hand to twist him, and said hatefully: "You are still laughing, I'm afraid you have already forgotten me, didn't you marry a beautiful and virtuous wife, she must know everything, right?" Seeing Han Derang silent, Xiao Sui knew that he must be husband and wife, how could he and Yeluxian not respect each other, with a slightly apologetic look on his face, Rao is talented and intelligent, and her heart was like a mess, so she only stomped her feet and said: "You negative person, I have to worry about you in vain, what about the dagger I gave you, did you throw it away a long time ago?" Han Derang smiled slightly, took out the delicate dagger engraved with the word "绰" from his arms, and shook it slightly, Xiao Xuan turned his anger into joy, and reached out to take it and put it together with his own.

The handle of the dagger that Han Derang took out of his arms was engraved with the word "绰", and the word "Derang" was engraved on the handle of Xiao Xuan's dagger, which was a token exchanged between the two when they were young. Snuggled in Han Derang's arms, Xiao Xuan murmured: "Derang, I know that you have always refused to forgive me for submitting to my father to marry the crown prince. I have read a lot of poems and books, and I know the rules of your Han people, a woman can't allow a second husband, since Yan Yan has promised you Han Lang, then life and death are the people of your Han family, and death is the ghost of your Han family. On the day of the wedding, I hid your dagger under the flower clothes, but then the prince, that is, His Majesty, came in, you know that he was frightened when he was a teenager, and his health has not been good, I see that he has been coughing, coughing, and his heart has softened. Xiao Xuan said this, already choked up, crying silently, the two of them were originally a fairy couple, and now Luo Fu has a husband, so that the king has a wife, all kinds of beautiful visions when he was young, but also a lifelong regret.

Han De let the tiger eyes also contain a painful look, gently stroked her hair, the resentment accumulated over the years disappeared, and it was guilt and pity, reaching out to her head and neck, and kissing deeply on the cherry lips, both of them were confused, for a long time, Xiao Sui came out of Han Derang's arms with a red face, and said coquettishly: "I was killed by you, go back this time, and I will be tortured by lovesickness every day in the future." Han Derang originally hated Xiao Xuan's betrayal, but now he was relieved, and his heart was comfortable, and he couldn't help laughing: "Why don't I become a eunuch and enter the palace to serve you?" He raised his cheeks and said: "You come to the palace to be the commander of the guards, with your protection, I can sleep at ease." "The head of the guards in this palace is a position only held by the Khitan people, and Han Derang knew that he couldn't, so he smiled and didn't answer. Xiao Xuan also sighed with some regret.

Outside the window, the goose-feathered snow was getting heavier and heavier. In the dark of the courtyard, Han Derang's personal guards stood in the snow, covered with snowflakes, as if they had become a snowman, but their eyes scanned every corner vigilantly. I saw Han Derang open the door curtain, Xiao Xuan stepped out, and a Xiao Gate guard who looked like a snowman in another dark place in the courtyard rose in response and followed Xiao Xuan out. Han Derang watched her leave, until the slender figure under the cloak disappeared for a long time, and then he sighed unknowingly, turned around and returned to the room. Snowflakes are falling in pieces, and the strongest alcohol in Beijing in the wax moon cannot dispel the cold of winter.

"In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. ”

This poem "Yuan Ri" written by Wang Anshi describes the situation of thousands of families sending the old and welcoming the new on Chinese New Year's Eve.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the cold wind is still cold, but Lanzhou is full of spring, and everyone's face is full of joy. After months of hard work, Lanzhou was also lit up on this Chinese New Year's Eve. Shuozhou Khitan 500,000 sheep have been sent one after another, in addition to each solar term according to the routine of slaughtering sheep feast, the sheep that usually freeze to death and die of disease have a baggage camp unified slaughter, and then evenly distributed to the battalions, under this system, the sheep that survived the winter is the private property of each household, and the frozen to death is eaten, and the households serve these sheep as if they are serving the old lady, for fear of harming their own fat people, which is also the benefit. Seeing that the spring breeze is coming, the grass grows and the trees grow, and the livestock reproduce, thinking about the good days in the future, the soldiers and households in Lanzhou are all beaming.