Chu Lange laughed.

She really didn't know about it.

Just talking about Zhuo Yilan, the faces of the two gradually darkened, and their joy seemed to be a little less.

That man is heading to the northwest.

On the day of the New Year's Day, it snowed.

After the snow, the soft sunlight penetrates the ice and sprinkles the entire capital.

People who are locked up in the house can finally come out to breathe and play in the snow.

As in previous years, the palace routinely held a New Year's banquet for 100 officials.

On behalf of Emperor Yuan, he wanted to rejoice with the people and enjoy with the people.

It is rumored that in the banquet and various cheering competitions, King Duan, who had been overly sad since the death of General Chu, finally regained his strength, won the first place in the competition, and was rewarded by Emperor Yuan, which was in the limelight for a while.

A few days later, the joy of the New Year faded.

Shops, teahouses, wine shops, etc., in the city, have been making a living.

Chu Lange went to walk on the street alone, occasionally stopping to listen to some people chatting on the street, and the most he heard was that the widow was stealing, the Qinglou woman was good, or which family was happy and which family was dead. She walked to the teahouse, thought about it, picked a corner and sat down, asked for a pot of tea and two plates of dried fruits, and listened to gossip while eating to pass the time.

Generally speaking, in such places, you can hear about some major events in the DPRK and China. Or is it the romance of the courtiers in Beijing, or the beauty of the family and so on.

"I heard that Duanwang's Mansion has been lively recently." A man at the adjacent table immediately lifted it up.

"What happened?" Quickly someone gossip the spirit is burning.

"Hehe, General Chu has gone, and Princess Duan's position is also vacant. Duanwang is a heavenly posture, and he is a well-known infatuated man, how many famous ladies in the capital envied General Chu in the past. I heard that at the New Year's banquet in the palace this year, His Majesty intended to re-elect a concubine for King Duan, but unfortunately King Duan refused, but this couldn't stop the daughters who wanted to enter Duanwang's mansion with their heads squeezed out......" The man poured out what he had heard.

Speak with eyebrows and eyes, and paint with sound and color.

Chu Lange listened to it for a while, dropped some tea money and left.

Just wanted to step out of the threshold of the teahouse, suddenly in another corner, there were several men in the seats who looked like men from other places, and one of them sighed in a rough voice: "The people here in the capital are really comfortable. If we hadn't come from the northwest, the world would have been peaceful. ”

Chu Lange's pupils widened and he stopped.

At this time, another middle-aged man glared at his companion, "Shut up, just eat if you have food." ”

"Yes, Master Ma." The man shut up.

The middle-aged man commanded his companion again, "After running this dart, we have to rush back." Hurry up and eat, and prepare after eating. ”

Chu Lange stepped out of the teahouse, but did not leave.

Waiting for a few men from other places to come out, Chu Lange stepped forward quite politely to stop the man who called Ma Ye.

Chu Lange asked, "This uncle, can you ask something?" ”

Ma Ye's body is dignified, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his skin is slightly dark due to his long-term travel, and when he saw that someone was blocking him and just wanted to drink back, he looked at it and saw that it was a half-grown little girl, and gradually restrained his temper and asked: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"I have a relative in Danlai City in the northwest, and I just overheard you say that the northwest is not peaceful, can I inquire about what happened?" Chu Lange asked a little eagerly, after all, if the question was too calm and indifferent, an old Jianghu like Ma Ye would be suspicious.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard her say that there were relatives, Ma Ye's defensive expression was slightly relaxed.

Ma Ye pulled her aside and said in a low voice, "Child, there is a fight in the northwest." ”