"It's snowing again, and it looks like this snow won't stop for a while."

On the afternoon of the last day of the year, it snowed heavily again in Xianyang, and this time the snow was heavier than the previous two times.

Looking at the lights of thousands of homes in Xianyang, Ying Zichu stood at the gate of Zhangtai Palace, with a faint smile on his face.

But under that smile, there is a worry and expectation that is difficult to hide.

A moment later,

Zhao Qingyun walked lightly and came to Yingzi Chu's side: "The king, the Empress Dowager Huayang and Gongzi Cheng Chan have been arranged, and the Empress Dowager Xia, the Queen and the Crown Prince are waiting for the king in the Empress Dowager's palace to celebrate the New Year together." ”

"Let's go."

After hearing this, Ying Zichu suppressed the worry and nervousness in her heart, and walked towards the Empress Dowager Xia's palace.

Stepping on the thick snow, Yingzi Chu took Zhao Qingyun to the Empress Dowager Xia's palace.

Every winter,

The yin and yang array in the Queen Mother's Palace will be urged, so even if the cold wind outside is biting, it will not affect the Queen Mother's Palace in the slightest.

As for the Empress Dowager Huayang, there will be no such treatment this year!

At this point,

Empress Dowager Xia, Zhao Ji, and Ying Zheng were all busy in the kitchen, and except for the two maidservants in the palace, the others left the palace for the New Year.

After seeing Yingzi Chu,

Empress Dowager Xia summoned the two maidservants into the kitchen and drove Yingzheng out.

Coming to Ying Zichu, Ying Zheng bowed and saluted: "Erchen has seen his father. ”

"Sit."

Ying Zichu pointed to the opposite side and said with a kind smile: "As my prince of Great Qin, don't you feel that you have lost your identity by doing these things in the kitchen?" ”

"Erchen is the crown prince, but he is also a son of man and a grandson, there is nothing to lose his identity, and in previous years, Erchen was also with ......"

In the middle of his words, Ying Zheng's words suddenly stopped, and then he changed his words and said, "Father, are you worried about the north?" ”

"So obvious?"

Ying Zichu was a little stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "It seems that the father's heart is indeed messed up!" ”

After a long silence,

Ying Zichu regained his previous self-confidence, and could no longer see the sorrow between his eyebrows, and then talked about state affairs with Ying Zheng.

Half an hour later,

Empress Dowager Xia and the others were finally busy, looking at the table full of dishes, the family sat together happily.

Then

Yingzi Chu beckoned to Zhao Qingyun on the side: "Come, sit." ”

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyun was slightly uneasy and said, "King, the slave ......"

"Zichu asks you to sit down, you can sit, there is no king, no queen, no queen mother and prince here today, they are all a family."

Empress Dowager Xia interrupted Zhao Qingyun's words with a smile, Zhao Qingyun glanced at everyone, and had to respond flatteredly:

"The slave has thanked the queen mother, the king, the queen, and the prince."

With Zhao Qingyun taking his seat, the atmosphere in the Queen Mother's palace has become more and more hot.

……

Unlike the Queen Mother's palace, the happy atmosphere is different,

Qin-Zhao border,

When the festive atmosphere of the New Year enveloped Kyushu, there was a touch of spooh and coldness here.

The scouts on both sides frantically passed the news, and the armies of all walks of life were also ready to fight at any time.

At this moment,

"Report~~~"

A scout quickly came outside the middle tent and said loudly: "General, the scout in front has come to report, Zhao Hao asked Gongzi to show up." ”

"Oh?"

Zhao Xian raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, and he tasted a little playful: "This old thing that folds longevity, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?" ”

Saying,

Zhao Xian shook his fan, and walked out with his nostrils facing the sky, followed by Wang Su and Wang Qian, their eyes full of solemnity.

"Qi Gongzi Xian, the scout came to report, Zhao Hao appeared at the border alone, saying that he wanted to drink and talk with Gongzi Xian."

"This old thing, it's kind of interesting."

Zhao Xian pondered for a moment and looked at his attendant on the side: "Prepare the car, and prepare a few more jars of bitter wine." ”

"Childe is ......"

Wang Su and Wang Jian spoke at the same time, but they were interrupted by Zhao Xian stretching out his hand: "If this son doesn't go, the momentum of my Qin army will inevitably be frustrated, and Zhao Hao, an old thing, has also played a trick." ”

Wang Su said with a nervous face: "Gongzi Xian, if Zhao Hao sets up an ambush, the old man is afraid that Gongzi will worry about his life." ”

"If my son dies at the hands of Zhao Hao, wouldn't it just be able to make my Qin army have the same hatred and morale."

Zhao Xian said solemnly: "Wang Su, whether my son lives or dies, he will act according to the original plan, during this period, the Qin army must not move a single soldier, if there is a violation of the order, the military law will deal with it!" ”

“…… Promise! ”

Moments later,

Zhao Xian's carriage left straight away, this time he only took the groom, and even left the few legendary realm attendants in the barracks.

……

Two quarters of an hour later,

Zhao Xian, who had an arrogant face, shook his fan, stepped out of the carriage with a golden knife, and said to the groom: "After unloading the wine, you will return to the camp, and you will come here to pick up my son again after half of the morning tomorrow." ”

"No!"

After the horseman put down the six jars of bitter wine, he drove the carriage away without looking back.

Seeing this scene,

Zhao Hao was slightly stunned, and then said appreciatively: "Da Qin Gongzi Xian, his courage is really very comparable. ”

Zhao Xian looked at the half-cooked hare on the bonfire in front of him, and asked with his nostrils facing the sky: "Old thing of folding longevity, why did you suddenly remember to invite this son?" ”

"The old man thought you wouldn't come."

"My son is worried, you can't think of this old thing, you freeze to death in this wilderness, and there is no one to collect your body until you die."

Zhao Hao was not annoyed after hearing this, but if no one next to him took a jar of bitter wine, he poured a bowl by himself, and said with a smile: "The old man has lived for so long, and it is only easiest to talk to you." ”

"Oh?"

Zhao Xian shook his fan and sneered, "It seems that you are quite tired from living." ”

Zhao Hao talked for a while, shook his head and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and then grinned and said: "It's still Daqin bitter wine, and I know the heart of the battlefield best." ”

"Crooked...... Old thing, the wine brought by this son is not for you to drink alone, so fill it up for this son. ”

"You're only thirteen, aren't you? Can you drink? Also, isn't it a bit ...... for you to ask the old man to pour you wine?"

"You invited my son here, it is very reasonable for the master to pour wine."

"Hahaha......"

Seeing Zhao Xian's arrogant and scoundrel appearance, Zhao Hao couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, stroked his gray-white beard twice, nodded and said:

"Okay, good, the old man will pour you wine, pour you wine!"

The bleak moonlight reflects the figures of Zhao Hao and Zhao Xian, if you ignore the battlefield here, you will definitely mistakenly think that this is a pair of year-old friends.

Nothing to say all night,

Kyushu calendar,

In 736,

Three quarters of the hour,

The soldiers and horses of Qin and Zhao had already assembled and approached from afar, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a tragic killing intent!

"There's going to be a war."

Zhao Hao looked at the looming Qin army, and looked at the jeweled carriage ten zhang away behind Zhao Xian,

After being silent for a long time, he said with a complicated expression: "The old man has been fighting all his life, and he has to have a moment of leisure when he arrives at the old man, Zhao Xian, what else do you have to tell the old man?" ”

At this point,

Zhao Xian silently opened the last jar of wine, raised his hand to pour it for Zhao Hao, and threw the jar out suddenly.

Syllable!

The jar slammed into the ground and fell apart in an instant.

The next second,

Zhao Xian's body fluctuated with the power of the innate world, and then the cold and arrogant voice suddenly remembered in the ears of Qin Zhao's hundreds of thousands of troops-

"Great Qin Zhao Xian, please Zhao Guojun God Zhao Hao...... To die! ”