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Wu Dynasty, December of the sixth year of Xinghe, at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, a market town.

Winter has come, the cold wind blows across, the soft soil has become hard and slippery, for the poor people, winter is the most difficult season, the cold wind is like a knife blowing on the face, after a long time, there will be blood mouth of different sizes on the face, probably in such a season, most people go up the mountain before the winter comes to prepare the firewood needed for a whole winter, and live a life without leaving home.

After all, once in this era of lack of food and clothing, it is a difficult challenge, and it is not surprising that some people will even die halfway.

In the small town at the foot of the mountain, there are not no people who are active outside, but most of them are people from all over the world, and there is a thousand-year-old temple located on the mountain.

In this nameless town, there will naturally be no such place as Qinglou, but there are still wine shops and tea shops, and in winter, the business inside is the best, and many merchants who stop at their feet, or Jianghu people will come in in groups to warm up and drink a glass or two.

There are not many streets in the town, and there are very few pedestrians at the moment, most of the wine shops and tea shops are concentrated on one street, on the road, outside these shops, a woman in a cotton jacket looks inside, as if she is looking for someone, the past of a family.

Subsequently, she seemed to have found the person she was looking for, rushed over like crazy, tore and beat a young man who was drunk on the wine table, and the sudden scene made the others in the wine shop look lively, probably thinking that the husband was a drunkard who stole his wife's hard-earned money and used it to buy wine and drink, in fact, such stories are not absent, there are many more.

The drunk young man pushed away and pulled his arm, raised his flushed face, and his drunken eyes were hazy: "Don't worry about me, let me have a good drink..... let me get drunk once..... junior sister, you go away, let me forget the unhappy things, drink....Xiaoer, come to another altar." ”

"Senior brother... Don't drink anymore....please cheer up and don't drink anymore. The woman's face is delicate and beautiful, with many small braids on her head, but she is wearing an ordinary cotton jacket that can't see how she is in shape, and she looks a little bloated and clumsy.

The man struggled with his hair to prevent the woman from touching him, "Cheer up... How can you cheer up and castrate yourself to enter the palace as a eunuch? That can't beat people..... I still drink....it's better to drink....it's not painful, it's not itchy, there's no trouble. ”

The woman's eyes in front of her were slightly red and ashamed, and she was more distressed by the drunk man, and then tears flowed down, she cried and shook the man's arm, crying, "Senior brother...... Look at what has become now, you weren't like this before....you weren't so self-defeating, wake up....Senior Brother Qin is now making a little money for other people's darts, and we are all still staying in the vegetable garden outside the temple, and even Youqing is helping to watch the vegetables and water them. You don't want to do this, okay...... Please..."

"Self-defeating? No......"The man burped with a drunken tone, laughing maniacally, "You still think about revenge....I don't think about it, what kind of officials are people..... how much power they hold....Whoever you say will be killed, you can see ..... others to uphold justice... But he begged an old monk who didn't know any martial arts, and he said that he was going to solve it... Hahahaha....I've been living this joke for the rest of my life....you go away... Xiao Er on the wine. ”

In the store, the sound of watching the excitement gradually became quieter, some people checked out and hurried, and some people felt bored and continued to eat and drink, chatting with their companions. Su Wanling stood there, watching the other party refill the wine and put it in her mouth, and then, she rushed forward and knocked the bowl away with a snap.

Li Wenwen staggered up and walked over to pick up the wooden bowl on the ground, licked the remaining wine stains on it, and reached out to take the wine jug again, Su Wanling snatched it and sat down beside him, "Okay, since the senior brother wants to drink....junior sister will accompany you!" ”

"You are not allowed to drink—"

Over there, the originally drunk man seemed to be a little sober, reached out to grab it, but was easily dodged by the other party, and then saw her unscrew the lid and pour a few mouthfuls into her mouth, and her cheeks instantly turned red like fire.

The wine jug was placed on the table, and Su Wanling wiped her lips, "... Senior brother, in fact, you don't say that everyone knows it in their hearts, you miss her... You're thinking about Sister Ruyi, you're thinking that Jinyanmen is all because we don't have it, but please don't take all the blame on yourself. ”

"Senior Brother Qin didn't say anything, what kind of person is he, you know, now he runs to other people's darts every day to catch some short darts, isn't he thinking about it in his heart....."

"Shut up... Don't say it!! ”

On the other side of the table, Li Wenwen was full of wine, his chest was heaving, and his voice was low and hoarse rolling out of his throat: "You're right... You're right... I can only give up on myself now....what else can I do?...but hide here and drink, what do you want me to do!! ”

Su Wanling got up silently and said, "Senior brother, Master Zhikong has already set off for Bianliang this morning, and he is a monk in his eighties, who is also running for the matter of Jinyanmen.....

As she spoke, the figure had already walked outside the store, something fell, her face was cold, she raised her face, and the snow fell down.

In the shop, the man with his head hanging on the wine table whispered in a trance: "..... I will get up by myself and walk back...... You go first. ”

When Su Wanling heard this, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled brightly, and turned to the other side of the mountain, her steps were much brisker. In a village in the southwest of Bianliang City, which is far away from here.

A tall monk with a crescent shovel and a head with a cloak stood at the entrance of the village, said goodbye to the two men behind him reluctantly, and then set out on the road to Bianliang. In the Zhuangzi, a woman named Fengyi sat under the eaves with a big belly and watched the wind and snow drift down, sewing a small tiger hat in her hand, and her face was full of happy smiles.

Behind her, a woman in a white padded jacket leaned against the threshold, watching the woman intersperse with stitches and threads, and her face was lonely.

"Yi'er...... You should learn to climb now..... mother misses you so much...."

Palace.

The queen walked barefoot on the blanket, fiddling with her figure, and occasionally made a foxy expression in front of the bronze mirror, but then gave up, took off the hairpin on her head and threw it on the dresser, with a sad face, "I can't learn..... How the hell did those women be... I'm. ”

She muttered, pushing open the window, snow falling under her eyes.

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At this time in the capital, the convoy with the Dongchang logo came back from north to south...... Snowflakes are falling, and the city is noisy and prosperous. (To be continued.) )