Chapter 1: At the foot of Wanliang Mountain, the son is so elegant.

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In the winter of the nineteenth year of Qingli, the year of Wuxu, in the twelfth week, it belongs to the dog, and the dog belongs to the yang, which means prosperity, and is located in the Beixu Palace.

At this time, it is the coming of the birthday of King Xin'an, and for the Daxin Dynasty, the birthday of King Lin Yan of Xin'an is definitely a first-class event that shocks the world.

Let's not talk about Lin Yan, although he was born in the royal family, he has made great contributions to the prosperity of Daxin, whether it is to expel the Tartars or open a military test, all of them are righteous policies to stabilize the country.

Although Marquis Lin is now old, his influence in Daxin is only inferior to that of Emperor Lin Chen of Qingli; And Lin Chen, who is in the prime of life, although he is an emperor, in front of Lin Yan, he can only hold a nephew ceremony.

It is also because of Lin Yan's fame, Lin Chen, in order to live with him, announced the world and amnesty the world, and for a while, from the extreme north to the bank of the Cangwu River, there were cheers and cheers.

And throughout the ages, whether it is Ning Qi who has been buried under the rubble, or the Situ clan who has returned to obedience, even the founding emperor Lin Ying has never had such treatment.

It is precisely because of Lin Chen's amnesty that we have the next love, hatred, hatred, and national martyrdom with broken mountains and rivers.

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In the first month of the twentieth year of Qingli, from the area of Yangcheng in Beijun County to the foot of the towering Wanliang Mountain, there was finally a fluttering goose feather flying, just a blink of an eye, the whole world has been covered with a layer of white feathers.

An empty and white scene makes people feel a little relaxed and happy, especially the girl who grew up in the south since she was a child, and she always can't help but shout her own voice to the gentle mountain.

On the other side of the mountain, there were two young men who looked like scholars, both wearing coarse linen clothes and carrying a large cage on their shoulders, and the roof of the cage was full of snow.

And from the posture of the two of them, it can be seen that the items in the cage behind them should be very heavy, because the two of them have left deep snow marks along the way.

At this time, the two of them were gritting their teeth, and they were moving towards the vast Wanliang Mountain with great difficulty.

"Brother Xianghe, you wait for me... I... I can't hold it anymore..."

At this moment, the scholar, who was three meters away from the person in front of him, suddenly shouted at the man very weakly, and then heard a muffled sound, and the whole person was so straight and upright, and fell into the snow nest.

"Pinzhi!"

The man in front of him was only concerned about hurrying away, and did not hear his soft call, but suddenly heard a muffled sound, and then turned around in a hurry, just in time to see the moment the scholar fell to the ground, when he shouted, staggered over.

Because of its proximity to the far north, when it snows in winter, few people choose to go out, and even when they have to, most people choose to drive a cart of oxen and mules, and people will go into the shed and let the livestock take the place of pulling.

Like these two people, they braved the cold and snow alone, if it wasn't for some urgent matter, that is, their heads were kicked by a donkey, even if they were traveling in winter, there was no such a fatal way to travel.

Seeing the scholar fall to the ground, the man didn't care about the items in the cage, he tore it off directly, and quickly came to the scholar step by step, using his thin clothes to wrap the scholar's cold body, relying on his own temperature to relieve the scholar's cold.

This person is a national surname, a single name Ling, the word Xianghe, is not from Beijun, and this time he came from Beijun to borrow the way, just to go to Jingshi Leyang to participate in the triennial Wenju Palace Examination.

The scholar who fell to the ground first was called Guo Quan, the word product, it was the landlord's family, compared to Lin Ling, who was poor and white, the family background was a lot richer, and it was Guo Quan's frequent help that made the gentleman's friendship between the two sublimated to the friendship of confidants.

Obviously, these two are scholars, and they are also friends of the same township, and the friendship they have gained in exchange for ten years is indeed indestructible compared to the green mountains and stones.

So seeing Guo Quan fall to the ground at this time, although Lin Ling was also very uncomfortable, he still threw away his beloved books as soon as possible, lightened the burden, and quickly ran to Guo Quan and hugged him.

"Pinzhi? Pinzhi... You have to hold on, Wanliang Mountain will be there soon, and have you forgotten, you promised me that after Wenju, you will take me to Gubei Pavilion to see the snow..."

"No... I don't allow you to be so lazy, how can you fall in front of me, Pinzhi... Pinzhi... You're waking up...! ”

Lin Ling said with tears in her eyes, the last sentence was almost like a roar, and the sad voice hovered over the empty snowfield, setting off the lonely backs of the two of them with such desolation and helplessness.

"He just passed out from the cold, but if he can't get rid of the cold in time, he may be in danger of his life."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded in Lin Ling's ears, as if Yingyan was singing, waking up Lin Ling's sorrowful scream.

It turned out that because of Lin Ling's excessive sadness, unconsciously, even a carriage approached him, Lin Ling didn't notice it, if someone hadn't reminded him, I'm afraid the sky would have fallen, and Lin Ling wouldn't have looked back.

And this carriage is very luxurious, even the two healthy horses that pulled the carriage are wrapped in brocade, and the outside is covered with a layer of soft armor.

And the person who just reminded himself turned out to be a woman, looking very delicate, with a pair of phoenix eyebrows and star-like eyes, as if she could seduce people's hearts.

Coupled with her blown-up cherry lips and slender jade fingers, wearing a brocade dress and satin, and a snow-white drape made of ferret, the whole person looks both cute and pitiful, and there is a hint of a feeling that women do not let the eyebrows go.

"The snowflakes are withering and sprinkling jade, and the beauty can be expected to be a woman..."

Regarding the woman's beauty, Lin Ling, a little scholar from a mountain village, Rao boasted that he had read ten thousand volumes of sage books, and he couldn't help but lose his mind a little at this moment.

"It's beautiful... Women..."

The woman muttered Lin Ling's poems in a low voice, and for a moment, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was a little stupid.

The woman in the car was just passing by here, and she was also fascinated by the snow, but she was shaken by Lin Ling's sad cry, so she came to the top of the car with the curtain, and wanted to see which thief had the courage to destroy her own elegance.

But I didn't want to, it turned out to be two poor down-and-out scholars, the woman didn't want to pay attention to it, but listening to Lin Ling's cry, she couldn't bear it for a while, so she kindly reminded her.

However, this scholar, who looks quite handsome, has been staring at himself without blinking, which annoys the woman.

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