In the next few days, Xu Han's days were much calmer.

The excerpt about Su Guwei's bizarre death in prison was also recovered by Yu Wenluo, and the jailer in charge of guarding it was taken into the prison and taken care of by Da Zhou Tingwei. As he thought before, it was really unrealistic for such a thing to have a substantial impact on Zhu Xian, but Xu Han didn't care either, after all, the original intention was to seek justice for Su Guwei. The jailer is not all of justice, but he is one of them.

Mr. Lu and Hou Ling also arrived in Dahuangcheng, with them, the situation in Dahuangcheng has improved a lot, but the lack of money, food and manpower is still a big problem, and Mu Qingshan also sent back the news, Daxia does not seem to be at peace, although Cui Ting was defeated, but the remaining two national pillars are rushing to fight, wanting to take advantage of the Jianlong Pass and Dahuangcheng to be in ruins, and make a great name for opening up the territory.

In the blink of an eye, in October, Chang'an City in early winter ushered in the first snow since the beginning of winter.

The snow was not heavy, and the ground melted, but the weather became colder and colder.

There is still no progress in raising money and food, the people of Jizhou lack food to survive this winter because of the war, and the soldiers of Dahuangcheng and Jianlongguan also lack warm clothes, and the letters of help sent from the two places have already piled up in Tiance Mansion, but Xu Han still can't think of a solution to this matter.

"Lord Xu, my lord is in poor health today, and he really can't go out to see him, please go back. ”

It was evening, and Xu Han, who was wearing a blue velvet sweater, stood in front of a mansion for a long time, but he was greeted by a housekeeper's reply.

"Let's go, Xiao Han, it seems that no one in Chang'an City is willing to lend us money and food. Chu Qiuli on the side pursed his lips, and there was still a little drunkenness on his face that had not disappeared after yesterday's hangover.

Xu Han frowned, did not speak, and of course had no intention of leaving.

When Chu Qiuli saw him like this, his heart jumped, and when it came to his mouth, he also took it back at that time.

"I have to think of a way...," Xu Han muttered to himself.

"What can be done? We have asked all the family members in this Chang'an City, how can anyone be willing to see us?" Chu Qiuli pursed his lips again, and only then swallowed back the words in his stomach, at this time, he seemed to have found an outlet, and vented it in one go.

"Do you think, everyone knows that this is a troubled time, I don't know if one day Zhu Xian usurped the throne, or the barbarians of the Xia Dynasty will come in, whether it is the gate valve or the palace, some money is not kept for themselves to raise some private soldiers, and when it really comes to the day of chaos in the world, there will be a capital to settle down and live, you say?"

"Besides, there is Zhu Xian, and anyone with a discerning eye can see who is stronger and who is weaker between us and Zhu Xian? Who would offend a tiger for the sake of a young wolf?"

It's just that Chu Qiuli's bitter persuasion still didn't get a response from Xu Han, and the young man tilted his head and looked at the two big characters on the plaque in front of the mansion - Yin Mansion.

The Yin family is a well-known wealthy gentry in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their family industry is biased all over Liangzhou. There are many people in the family who are officials in the court, and there are many unspeakable interests with Zhu Xian, and the power in Chang'an can be described as intertwined and extremely complex. It was really because of this that a little housekeeper in his family dared to talk to Xu Han like this.

In the final analysis, whether it is the lord of Tiance Mansion or the Grand Lieutenant of the Great Zhou, Xu Han is just a pitiful worm with a high hat in the eyes of the dignitaries and dignitaries in Chang'an, but he does not have any real power.

Looking at Xu Han with a gloomy face, Chu Qiuli could probably guess how bad Xu Han's mood was at the moment. The middle-aged man with a beard on his face was a wonderful person, he patted his head at that time, and pretended to be arrogant: "Why don't I Chu someone come back to the old business and turn this Chang'an City upside down?"

When Xu Han heard this, he finally glanced back at him, and then the young man shook his head and smiled, "Brother Chu, you go back first today, I have something important to do." "What Chu Qiuli said is naturally just a joke, just imagine that he is a good person, no matter how powerful he is, if he wants to steal enough for the entire Jizhou winter, that is, Chu Qiuli will be exhausted to death, and the income may only be a drop in the bucket.

"Xiao Han, what are you going to do?" Chu Qiuli was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be a little worried, so he asked cautiously at the moment.

"Wander around. Xu Han smiled faintly, the gloom on his face dissipated, and he turned around at that moment and walked in the opposite direction to return to Tiance.

The snow was a little heavier, and the young man with a white cloth tied to his right arm and a long sword on his back braved the snow, and his body looked extremely thin in the snow.

Chu Qiuli looked at the back of the young man leaving in a daze, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

Xu Han is sometimes a little too mature, and this kind of maturity is often easy to overlook the fact that the real age of this teenager is actually only eighteen years old.

And what he was carrying was far heavier than he had imagined.

"Such a good boy... Why did you choose him to save him?"

Chu Qiuli muttered to himself, and at that moment, a figure dressed in green gauze came to his side and stood side by side with him.

The figure was born with a very delicate face, different from the girl's living waves, more like a plum blossom that still stubbornly blooms after a long time, with a seductive style.

"Is this the seed you found?" asked the woman softly, her voice as soft as the moonlight, and the snow flawless, clean to the extreme.

Chu Qiuli glanced sideways at the woman beside him at that time, as if he was not half surprised by her sudden appearance.

The middle-aged man grinned, but said a little arrogantly: "How is it good?"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that no matter how good a seed wants to grow into a towering giant tree, it also needs to go through countless winds and rains, and no one can guarantee that he will be able to get to that day. The woman nodded, the expression on her face was indifferent, but Rao was so indifferent, but it still had a seductive charm.

"I think he could. Chu Qiuli turned his head when he heard this, looked in the direction of Xu Han's departure again, and smiled again, this smile revealed his yellowed front teeth, which made his smile look a little silly.

Then he restrained his smile and asked casually, "Do you want to think about it, let's do it together..."

"The Holy Gate is gone. But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a woman.

"I don't dare to bet, and I can't afford to bet. ”

There was an unmistakable resoluteness in the woman's resolute voice.

And this resoluteness also burned the only fantasy that Chu Qiu had in his head.

The middle-aged man's face rarely showed a solemn look, he looked directly at the beautiful face of this woman, and said word by word.

"Then let me bet. ”

"Lose half your life, but this time, I think I'm going to win. ”

As the man spoke, the somewhat rough face raised that silly smile again.

The woman was stunned, and she glanced at Chu Qiuli deeply.

"You already owe three lives, don't die too soon. ”

After saying this, she resolutely turned around and disappeared in front of Chu Qiuli's eyes without looking back.

The snow was still falling, piling up a thin layer on the streets of Chang'an.

The man took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale the smell of a woman still in the air.

Then, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and returned to his old appearance.

"On a snowy day in October, the fire is warm and the wine is warm. ”

"Haha!"

"Today, if you don't get drunk, you won't return, if you don't get drunk, you won't return. ”

With that, he laughed three times, and then walked towards the snowstorm.