What else can be done, in recent days, the heavy snow has closed the mountain, and those people will definitely not act, and in the spring of next year, there will be more people in the mountains, and they will not act.

Or just a night action.

After all, the ground is extremely hard in winter, and it is difficult for them to dig it, and it is difficult to make a hole in the already solid earth.

Drilling holes belongs to the category of architecture, and later generations rely on knowledge reserves and the experience of their predecessors to do things, but in ancient times, these people relied on little by little technical practice and accumulation.

If these people haven't started to do it after the snow has been digested, then push it back.

As long as they showed clues, Li Hui would have people look for their traces according to their clues, and then wait for them to take the bait underground.

I often walk in the cemetery, and I will always encounter unclean things, and then it will be wonderful.

Prepared wine and food, chatting while eating, Cheng Wenjin is also a Confucian who has suffered losses, and now he wants to be pragmatic, but he has no motivation, although his mentality is good, but his body does not allow it.

The heavy official duties made him a little unbearable, Li Hui comforted him on the side, and before he knew it, it was already afternoon.

Today's newspaper was delivered, and He Chen personally delivered it.

"Li Hui, I really want to complain, your place is too remote, and there is no one to clear the snow along the way."

Li Hui was still stunned, didn't the seventy retainers already tidy up the yard in an orderly manner?

"I set off from Chang'an, and I was on the road for three hours alone, so let's not talk about it, what about the wine, what about the good wine you hid? Just the last time the osmanthus was fragrant. ”

He Chen rushed into the house, put down a thick stack of newspapers, and then saw Cheng Wenjin.

"Cheng Xianzun is also here, Ankang and ...... healthy"

It's too perfunctory, but Cheng Wenjin is not angry at all, he is not a stranger, and he doesn't need to be restrained

Those subsections.

"Today's newspaper has top secrets, hehe, I don't believe the people of Chang'an don't like it!"

He Chen patted his chest and swore that Li Hui picked up the newspaper, took a look, and found what was inside.

"How dare you?"

"Why don't you dare?"

In Chang'an, the newspaper was delivered to those who paid for it as scheduled, and after a while, all kinds of exclamations came from every household.

", I'll have this news for the New Year, it's amazing!"

"Exciting, really exciting!"

"Your Majesty personally lit the lamp, haha, then I have to go and see."

It turned out that He Chen didn't know where to get the news, this year's Lantern Festival, His Majesty Li Er is going to personally light the lamp in the Osmanthus Building.

In the past, especially during the Wude period, it was impossible for the emperor to appear in a place like Osmanthus Tower, and the ministers of the Ministry of Rites came to light the lamp, making it so complicated, what was it for.

Even if it is an important time, the prime minister can come and light the lamp, why is this year so special?

Everyone is puzzled, the Lantern Festival is a tradition of the Tang Dynasty and the tradition of the Central Plains, why does His Majesty value it so much this time?

In the Drunken Moon Building in Chang'an, someone gave the answer.

"Hehe, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other."

Mr. Storyteller is old, the New Year is over, the money still has to be earned, and compared with the past, the reward earned today is worth the past few days.

"The old decay has lived fifty out of fifty, and there are one or two emperors who have experienced it, and in all dynasties, the emperor presided over the lighting ceremony, only the Han Dynasty."

"Your Majesty this time, you are going to personally light the lamp in the Osmanthus Tower, so that the whole world knows that the Tang Dynasty will be as brilliant as the Han Dynasty, no, it should be more brilliant than the Han Dynasty!"

In the palace, Li Er was holding the newspaper, and an intriguing smile appeared on his face, "Guanyin, you have a good idea." ”

"Your Majesty, the concubine also came up with this idea after hearing your thoughts."

Li Er touched his beard, "I actually got inspiration from Li Hui's methods, since others can use the newspaper, why can't I use it?" ”

So, this exciting news spread to He Chen's ears, of course, if Li Er didn't personally nod behind his back, who would dare to spread rumors about His Majesty the Tang Dynasty? Lace is to lace, but now it's not a matter of lace, it's a matter of the Lantern Festival.

It is the biggest thing after the first year of Chang'an Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty.

This is the second year of Zhenguan in history, but it is the first New Year of Li Er's reign as emperor.

"Your Majesty is clever!"

"Hehe, Guanyin, do you see the flowers blooming over there?"

"Huh? Your Majesty, where are the flowers in winter? ”

"Haha, you've been fooled! Aren't you just a flower? ”

After talking to He Chen for a long time, Li Hui finally understood why this news appeared in front of He Chen.

"If Your Majesty doesn't light the lamp at that time, the newspaper will be gone." Li Hui sighed, "However, it seems that the person who gave you the news seems to have confidence." ”

He Chen touched his big belly, "Don't worry, I went to see it specifically, Osmanthus Tower is now under martial law, and no one can enter." ”

"Officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry are arranging the lanterns, saying that they will step up their manufacturing to avoid vacancies at that time."

Li Er's is not extravagant and wasteful, between the first day of the Lunar New Year and the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, the lights are constantly burning, burning day and night, which is a huge amount of money.

Now if Li Er plans to light the lantern festival, then the osmanthus building will not be able to open before the fifteenth, and the lights will naturally be cut off.

Save a lot of money and win a good name!

"Don't talk about this, drink some wine, this osmanthus wine will taste better the more you put it!"

"Don't drink so much."

When Li Ruoyun and Li Ruoyu ran over, He Chen took out two red cloth bags from his sleeve robe, needless to say, there must be silver inside.

"Thank you, Uncle Hechen!"

"Call brother!"

"No!"

The two little girls ran out with red envelopes and built snowmen.

The entire Tang Chang'an, it should not be said that the entire Guanzhong Plain was in the snow, ushering in the second year of Zhenguan.

In the right place of Longlong, in the cold wind, rows of dirty people are huddled together, hiding in the mountain col, if you don't look carefully, no one can believe that these are people.

Ordinary people look at them and think they are winter animals.

These people are all displaced people, after the previous floods in Hebei Province, they fled in the direction of Chang'an one after another, but everywhere, it was a severe drought, and they could only survive in the potholed mountains, and the previous team of several thousand people was now less than 30 people, mostly some young people, and children.

"Yu Guo I, you eat quickly, the grassroots that I finally found."

"Brother, I'm so hungry......"

It hadn't snowed yet in Longyoudao, but the wind and cold had almost destroyed the confidence of these people.

"Why, why, why is it so hard for us people to just want to live?"