"What kind of bird talk are you talking about?" The snake-eyed man looked at Bai Laoquan coldly: "Do you think everyone is like you, and killing someone is stabbing with a knife?" ”

Bai Laoquan was not angry, and nodded with a smile: "That's right, Lao Tzu likes to stab people." He seemed to have an infinite aftertaste, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't stop licking his lips:

"Don't you know, the knife stabbed into the flesh, strangulated the intestines, tendons and blood, pierced the lungs, liver, heart and spleen, the taste was simply ......"

He paused, raised his extraordinarily short arm, and stroked his sleeve with a look of pity, as if he was still unsatisfied: "That taste is just a little worse than the taste of counting money." ”

"Less nonsense!" The snake-eyed man stood up impatiently and looked at the time leak on the shelf: "The hour is not early, this matter is decided, the hour and place will tell you when the time comes, you just need to send people to the designated place." ”

At this point, he paused slightly, hooked his lips and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, you'd better not touch that girl." Prick the hand! ”

He laughed again, and his cold voice was like a snake letter: "Of course, if you have to touch it, I don't mind collecting the body for you." ”

With that, he went to the door, took up his cloak and began to put it on.

Bai Laoquan looked at the middle-aged man in the shadows, and raised his broom eyebrows: "How do you go?" ”

After asking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and grinned with yellow teeth: "Grandma has a leg, this is your family, Lao Tzu is really stupid." ”

He sat back on the stool and didn't raise his head: "I'm not with you anymore, I'm legging." ”

The snake-eyed man glanced back at him and nodded, "I'll go first." ”

Before the words fell, the person came to the door, lifted and turned, flashed out of the door, and even the footsteps did not come out, the door was already recovered, and the figure disappeared.

The middle-aged man sat in the shadows, his body stiff and unable to move.

"You don't have to be so careful with me." Bai Laoquan tied himself up, and a weird and cruel smile appeared on his ugly face: "That grandson is used to not being able to speak, sooner or later, I will stab him to death!" ”

The middle-aged man's figure shrank, and the blurred figure trembled slightly, as if he was extremely frightened.

Bai Laoquan was satisfied, humming a little song and tying up the line, and was about to get the cloak, when there was a "plop" sound from outside the courtyard.

His figure rose suddenly, and he jumped to the door, and with a flip of his wrist, there was a short blade with a long handle, and the tip of the knife was cold and cold under the candlelight.

"Mr. Bai is at ease...... Rest easy, no ...... ...... it's okay" The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice, wanting to stand up, but his feet were sore, so he had to tremble and wipe the corners of his forehead: "It's that forest...... The forest is right on the water's edge, and sometimes ...... Sometimes the snow falls and falls into the water, and it ...... That's going to happen. ”

"Not sooner." Bai Laoquan "tsk", as if he was very regretful, between the flipping of the hand bowl, the short knife was gone.

He hurried to the bench, picked up his cloak, and looked up at the man in the shadows.

At that moment, his inverted triangular eyes were reflected in the candlelight, like ghost fire: "I said, you are too cowardly." It's been more than ten years, and I haven't seen you grow. ”

He shook his head dissatisfiedly, fastened his cloak, and disappeared ghostly outside the door.

The candle flame was blown by the wind, faint and dim, and the middle-aged man sat for a long time and exhaled a long breath.

"This day, when will it be a leader!" He whispered to himself, full of vicissitudes and infinite sadness.

The small courtyard is still lonely, the snow covers the hospital wall, the flying eaves hook the eyebrows, and a little glimmer of light is finally engulfed by this thick night.

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On the night before the winter solstice, Emperor Yuanjia feasted his ministers and scheduled to hold a long-lost winter hunt the next day.

According to common sense, hunting is usually in autumn, so that the animals are fattened in this season, and hunting also means a good year.

However, as mentioned in the preface, Emperor Yuan Jia was a pragmatic king, and since he ascended the throne, he has deposed redundancy in a big way, reducing and reducing the royal amusements, and the autumn hunt, a project that costs people and money, has borne the brunt of it and has long ceased to be held.

And this winter's hunting is really for a reason.

First, Emperor Yuanjia's birthday is on the winter solstice, and it also coincides with the birthday of the forty years old, which is also a big birthday. Emperor Yuanjia would not be so extravagant, and he would still be able to accept it if it didn't cost much.

Secondly, the prince will get married next year, which is a major event for the prince, which means that he will embark on a new stage in his life. Emperor Yuan Jia deliberately took the opportunity of winter hunting to pull out several princes under the crown prince for a walk. And there are also rumors in Beijing that Emperor Yuanjia's winter hunt may have the intention of choosing a concubine for the second, third, and fourth princes.

Because of this, this year's winter hunt, female dependents also need to participate.

Early in the morning of the winter solstice, Chen Ying dressed up neatly, and accompanied by Chen Shao, got into a carriage and went to the paddock.

This enclosure is located on the outskirts of the capital, about seven or eight miles away from the city, with a small hill as the center, expanding out to the surrounding areas, the place is not large, and the prey is mostly hares, pheasants, foxes, and there are no beasts of prey.

During the period of the first emperor, this enclosure was only for the pleasure of the royal family and nobles, and it was mostly used for the princess and concubine to have fun, and men almost did not come. And every year in the autumn enclosure, from the emperor to the officials, they will go to the big enclosure to hunt. The paddock was a hundred miles away, the terrain was open, and there were many beasts, and the men galloped through it, and they were happy.

Later, Emperor Yuanjia ascended the throne, and because he refused to give money to raise those wild things, the large enclosure was sold by His Majesty the Emperor.

It is said that this is likely to be a transaction under power, taking over a Yangzhou tycoon, whose silver taels filled half of the treasury, which makes people sigh that Mingjun's handwriting is really extraordinary.

As for this small enclosure, because it is close to the city and does not cost much money, Emperor Yuan Jia reluctantly agreed to stay, even if it was to support the royal family, so as not to be called the emperor of the door.

Sitting in the carriage, Chen Ying leaned against the window of the car, holding a book in her hand, but she had never read it, only her mind was distracted.

On the side, he was looking for real self-poured tea, and he carefully sorted out quivers and other things to prepare for the hunt.

Chen Ying closed her eyes slightly and sighed lightly.

During this period of time, in addition to giving marriage, she has also to be busy for the drama club.

In her original plan, she planned to hurry up and launch "No One Survived" on Chinese New Year's Eve, firing the first shot.

Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and it took a lot of time just to make costumes, props and wigs, and to choose the right actors.

At this rate, the first performance will not be until next spring at the latest.

She turned her head to look out.

The curtain is half-raised, the window sash is slightly opened, and the sun in the deep winter is sprinkled down, with a very light touch of yellow, which reflects people's eyebrows and eyes transparently.

When Zhishi looked up, he saw Chen Ying wearing a large sleeve jacket with a light lake color, and there were plum blossoms on his shoulders, and the sun was falling lightly, as if the flower branches were swaying in the wind.