Chi Chun, that is, Yu Chi Chun, raised his hand and took the wine gourd neatly, but did not drink it, but twisted his mouth and gently sprinkled it on the snow.

"Brother, I see Brother Xue again. Let's drink, you taste. ”

The whispers were mixed in the whirring wind, and no one heard them, but maybe it was too freezing, and the woman's eyes were red silently.

Raising her head, the wine was spilled, and the throat was scorching, the woman was slightly drunk, and the sorrows and joys were all in silence.

"You, when you were young, you were reckless, you drank in a hurry, and you always choked and coughed. Now it's stable. Xue Gaoyan looked at her and smiled.

The woman threw back the wine gourd and grinned: "Wei Chi Chun is reckless, and the family bears the burden of the sky, but Chi Chun doesn't dare, as a slave, his head is hung on the belt of his trousers." ”

Bangzi rang the third watch. The wind and snow in the night were even more urgent, whirring, and the snow foam hazy Xue Gaoyan's eyebrows, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

"Wei Chi's family, now you are the only one left, and you are still staying in Shengjing. I persuaded you to go to the south with me a few times, although you are not rich, but no one has called you, why bother to be here and be a slave to the people of the Zhao family. ”

Wei Chi.

This is a surname that has been written by historians as "Extinction".

In the 100 years of the Eastern Wednesday, the Wei Chi family has repeatedly produced important ministers, full of virtuous and virtuous people, although it is not as good as "Wenjia Wucheng", it is also a famous family with purple robes and gold belts, and it is the head of the Gongwei Xiao Zhou and the support for the change.

Pity. Once the king was defeated, after the Luo's case, the family was instantly forgotten in blood and ashes.

"People will only cheer the winners, and the losers will have long been trampled into mud on the soles of their shoes." Chi Chun smiled coldly, "I'm an errand boy in the palace now, and I'm used to calling myself a slave." ”

Xue Gaoyan stared at the woman deeply, and her pupils were bright in the night: "Habit? Oh, it's because of your own choice. ”

Chi Chun blinked tiredly, silent, and his memories were always too tricky, and he could easily teach people to lose their lives.

When the Luo's case broke out, the backbone of the Wei Chi family, the beheaded, the exiled, and the rest were also hastily given up Yu Chi's surname, and since then they have been scattered.

The famous family fell apart, and the world was anxious to congratulate the right minister, sneering at them for following the wrong master.

Back then, she was still a half-grown girl, with a miserable little white face, busy snatching Wei Chiji's tablet from the burning mansion.

The fleeing clansmen were also busy snatching valuable things from the firelight, and finally took a handful of the surname "Wei Chi", and she was squeezed around and planted in the rubble with a thud.

A mouth full of choking ash and dirt, and the smell of blood.

As a teenager, she finally couldn't help it, wow, and cried so much that her little face turned black and red.

At this time, a pair of embroidered shoes with splendid treasures stopped in front of her. Well-maintained hands helped her up, and earnestly brushed the ash off her little face for her.

"Someone once told me that rouge is a woman's armor. When you're done, don't shed tears. ”

She raised her eyes, as if she saw a branch of Qionghua in the south of the Yangtze River, but she choked out a fine light that was brighter than the fire behind her.

"Or follow the clansmen to wander the world, and the day is not safe. Or break your own backbone...... Stay alive...... Two choices, which one do you choose? ”

The flower-like woman squatted down, looked into her eyes and said, her tone was very light, but the words were thousand.

She said her name was Liu Hui. She said she was missing a faithful man.

Stay alive.

She chose the latter.

Then, Yu Chichun died in that fire, and there was an extra slave named Chi Chun in the imperial palace.

And this minion looked at Xue Gaoyan at this moment, smiling, like firelight, reflecting her eyes.

"Brother Xue, from then on, my answer is to live. So, don't persuade me, compared to tossing and turning or being in the green forest, although the knees in the palace are soft, they can still live peacefully...... I'm not as great as you and my brother, I didn't have a good time, and I am the same now. ”

Xue Gaoyan was stunned. Immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, so excited that the wind and snow whirled: "You are all one by one, it's not as chic as me, just leave, where can't you be home!" ”

Chi Chun hurriedly reached out to cover the man's mouth, so frightened that his heart and liver were about to jump out.

"Be quiet! Don't die! Brother Xue, you really shouldn't go to Beijing! Back then, your reputation was too prosperous, and there were many old people who saw you in Beijing, so if you were recognized, you would be bloody! Or do you have any plans for you to go north suddenly? ”

"Not bad!" Xue Gaoyan answered, he had no intention of concealing it, but he suddenly smiled, looked at Chi Chun with a straight face, and his dark eyes flashed and thundered.

"Come help me. Koharu Mei. Zhao Yin, I also owe you Wei Chi. ”

"Even if I am going to be alive, I may turn against me at any time?"

Chi Chun seemed to be smiling.

Although the demise of the Wei Chi family was not under Zhao Yin's hands. But the Imperial Party and the Right Prime Minister's Party, because of the change of law, you live and die, Zhao Yin, as the leader of the Right Prime Minister's Party, also has his roots.

Not the executioner, but the one who gave the verdict, the same guilty.

And the one who punishes the sin chooses to live.

"Heh, my old friend Xue Gaoyan, I will protect her thoroughly." Xue Gaoyan stretched out his hand, "So, this possibility does not exist." ”

Chi Chun's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand. Smack, three clear sounds, high-five oath.

As the snow fell, the wind howled and rolled up the ashes of the abandoned garden, layer upon layer on a plaque that had been shattered in half.

The plaque has been smashed. But the gold paint that fell and the red clay seal of the dragon showed its former luxury and prosperity.

I can vaguely distinguish the two big characters above: Wuling. There is also a string of pairs on both sides.

Looking at the history, the dung was the marquis of ten thousand households, pointing out the country, and I was the first to rule the troubled times.

Now, it's all covered in black and dirty snow, and there are a few sparrows' droppings on it.

Mid-November. Shengjing is wrapped in silver, and the red plum blossoms of Yushan are all over the place, and the sky is bright red.

The fire pit in the auspicious shop burned vigorously, and the four people hugged the newly made deer fur, roasting comfortably by the pond, and their faces were red.

As if discussing something, the door was temporarily closed, and the air was a little heavy.

"Zhao Xixing's matter must be taken care of." The mother-in-law spoke first, "It seems that he recognized the second girl, and it is estimated that there is also the third brother." What about the two of us? ”

Everyone looked at Hua Er. The latter shook his head: "I'm not sure. However, Zhao Xixing is born well with a small brain, and he should not forget his old face. ”

"It's not going to be easy. We are people who can't see the light, but now we have been screwed out by the Zhao family's East Palace. Ah Wei's fingertips rubbed the long knife, "It's hard to tell the difference between good and bad." ”

Hua Er's heart jumped, and he hurriedly said: "I know what you're thinking." But Zhao Xixing is not that kind of person......"

"Not? Oh, on the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore. The foundations of the new dynasty are all built on blood. Hua San interrupted Hua Er, sneering harshly, "A queen, a prince, a general, an aunt, all the people in the history books, do you think the Zhao family will mind letting us really 'die' again?" ”

No.

The two-word answer sounded in the hearts of four people at the same time.

But no one said it, and the shop was eerily silent for a while.

Under the resplendent imperial palace, how much blood was soaked and how many bones were buried, they knew better than anyone else.

The new ruler sits on the throne of Jinluan in hell, and the losers can only congratulate him in the dirt.

Although the fire pit was burning and the air was so hot and stuffy, the four of them felt a bad chill and swished to the tip of their hearts.