The north wind blew overnight, and the snow was all over the capital.

"It's snowing! It's snowing! ”

In the alleys, children cheered, chased and played with sticks, snowballs flew wildly, and their faces were red from the cold.

The adults of An Zhenfang have sad faces.

"It's a bit early in the snow this year..."

"I also said that I will go outside the city to prepare some firewood in the near future, and now I have to find someone to accompany me before I dare to go."

"Hurry! The Liu family's house collapsed, and the family of three was buried inside, and Chen Fang was asking the big guys to help! ”

Zhang Biao pushed the door out with a tired face, and when he heard the news, he didn't say a word, and went to help.

There were no surprises.

None of the three members of the family were spared, and they were so hard that they froze.

"This Liu Erlang's old house has long been dilapidated, and I don't know how to repair it as soon as possible, look at it."

"How can I have money, I spent most of the autumn serving in Fang Lin Yuan, and a few days ago, I was asked to borrow money to buy the grain ......."

"Hey, this dog's way."

There is this situation in Beicheng every year, and the people of Anzhenfang have long been accustomed to it, and they only complain lightly in their words.

"Alright, alright."

Fangzheng Chen Haishan said: "The relatives of the Liu family are all in Cangzhou, and they have long been out of contact, so let's make some money together, at least take care of the aftermath." ”

This is the case in Beichengfang, no matter whether it is a happy event, it is difficult for a single family to bear, so they have to help each other.

Zhang Biao looked at the three corpses covered by straw mats next to the ruins, and could feel that the faint yin qi had disappeared, and most of them had obsession, and had fallen into the spiritual realm and become dead souls.

He shook his head slightly, took out a silver ingot from his body, and said, "Recently, I have a lot of money, and I will ask Chen Fangzheng for the funeral of the Liu family." ”

"The Zhang family is benevolence and righteousness."

"If you have the ability, you can go anywhere."

The townspeople opened their mouths to praise.

This year's days are extremely sad, even if it takes a dozen coppers less, it is a pleasant mood.

"I'll leave it to you."

Zhang Biao arched his hand and turned to leave.

"Five-colored fruits!"

When I was about to arrive at the door, there were vendors from other places who carried their burdens and sold along the street, shivering in the wind and snow, and kept stomping their feet.

"Man, have one."

"I'll wrap it up for you, three coppers."

Five-color fruit is a small pastry with a general taste, but it is a custom of Daliang.

On the first day of heavy snow every year, the people, whether rich or poor, must eat five-colored fruits, and at the same time, when it is dark at night, they should use candles to illuminate the dark places under the bed and in the middle of the room, which is called "illumination of waste".

Zhang Biao didn't care about it before, but now he feels more and more that it is very particular.

Ghosts like to hide in dark places, and many of them are afraid of light and fire, and every time they appear, they must extinguish the fire candle in the dark wind.

There is also "waste", which is the kind of ghost woman in the witch temple, who cultivates by devouring essence, blood and yang energy.

Not to mention the "Nu Dance" in the New Year.

Many folk customs seem to be confusing, but in fact they are related to the ancient era, but they have been passed down to the present day and have changed.

Throwing away the distractions, Zhang Biao looked at the skull in his hand.

After a night of carving, the excess has been worn away, and the hole in the skull has been mostly repaired, and two passages have been created that lead down the nasal cavity into the mouth.

Next is the Yin carved Dark Fire Gourd Formation, which is depicted with cinnabar chicken blood mixed with incense ash, and then fixed with brass decoration.

Zhang Biao once again looked at it carefully.

Under the winter sun, the skull is as smooth as white jade...

……

Gollum......

Outside the noon gate, blood splashed three feet, and people's heads rolled down all over the ground, and Pei Yuansheng, a former member of the Chinese Academy, was all beheaded.

"Zhao Yue is the opposite after all..."

On the Beichen Palace, Zhao Mian's voice was very indifferent, "He was ready to move at the beginning, if it wasn't for the three imperial uncles, he would have established himself as the emperor a long time ago, and now he finally can't help it." ”

The new Grand Sima Lu Wuji came out and said in a deep voice: "The minister has just taken over the military department, according to what the spies over there said, it is the Pei family and several wealthy gentry who have come to the door, and on the condition that the sons of all people worship the Yanjia Sect, they will do things together. ”

"Several generals of the Cangzhou army have been bought by Zhao Yue for many years, they killed the envoy of the capital overnight, and now they have sent heavy troops to defend the border of Cangzhou."

After that, he arched his hand and said: "The northern frontier army will arrive near Cangzhou in a few days, and the general Wei Zang will report that he will come back all the way, and there are often demagogues in the army, and he will kill them all." ”

"Your Majesty, please give an order, the old minister immediately rushed to the border army, and led the army to kill all those rebellious ministers and thieves!"

"No!"

Prime Minister Liu Ji hurriedly came out to persuade: "The current situation is unknown, although the number of border troops is superior, but after all, there is not enough grain and grass, if the other states unite and cut off the siege of grain and grass, just hold until the fog falls, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers will be isolated." ”

"At present, Huaizhou and Luzhou are still waiting, they are next to Taizhou, where the imperial city is located, if the border army comes back, they will not dare to take risks."

"Liu Xiang is right."

Zhao Mian said calmly: "The time is not good for me, let them come back first." ”

"What Your Majesty said is very true."

Grand Sima Lu Wuji nodded back.

He has commanded the army for many years, and of course he knows what the situation is now, and his voice is just an expression of his attitude.

Zhao Mian smiled, "I heard that the stupid thing of the King of Haizhou, relying on the distance, sent a letter and read it to me." ”

The ministers looked at each other and did not dare to say more.

Now the court is clear, the emperor has a monopoly on power, moody, and who dares to talk nonsense.

"Luan Moyan, read!"

"The puppet emperor Zhao Mian is brutal by nature, raises troops to seize power, takes the position improperly, kills the royal family without permission, and ignores the etiquette and law of his ancestors. Addicted to beauty, poor and luxury......"

A letter made the ministers sweat on their foreheads.

The chaos of the previous dynasty's great cause and domain made the current dynasty extremely wary of military generals, so it divided the feudal kings and suppressed the Quartet.

As a result, it's all a bird-like.

Over the past three hundred years, although Daliang has become more and more prosperous, it has been in the struggle between the central and local governments.

Since Zhao Mian ascended the throne, he first led troops into the palace to seize the imperial power, and then suppressed the rebellion of the three kings, with great ambition to cut the feudal domain and return the power to the center.

It's a pity that the grassland tribes in northern Xinjiang became powerful, and then built the Golden Horde Country, and invaded and harassed, disrupting this process.

Zhao Mian personally led the army out of the customs, and it took several years to sweep away the Golden Horde and kill the grassland all over the field.

However, the price is that the central government's vitality has been greatly damaged, and it has returned to the previous stalemate with the locality, but the local government is also afraid of Zhao Mian, at least on the surface.

After years of war, Zhao Mian was also born early with white hair, and gradually lost his heart, and when the world was peaceful and the treasury was full, he indulged in pleasure.

Listening to the inscription that completely tore his face, the ministers clearly saw that the flame in Zhao Mian's eyes rose again.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mian's voice was still calm.

"At the moment, it is still mainly the return of the border army."

"The Huoluo Sect took refuge in the imperial court, on the condition that they return their holy relics, and that thing was taken by the King of Huaizhou, and he refused to come, and he didn't agree to return the things?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's already on the way."

"Well, the winter solstice festival, I will carry it out as scheduled, and if you are tired, you will all do your job."

"Retreat!"

After retiring from the dynasty, Zhao Mian left the Beichen Hall and did not return to the harem, but turned directly to the Qionghua Palace.

Everyone is accustomed to it, and they all know the reason, it is the best place to see the capital in addition to the Vientiane Palace, and more importantly, where Li Guiren is.

Ten years of favor, the queen has already died of depression.

Everyone in the palace knows that the Tianjiao country, Li Mingshu and Li Guiren, are no different from the queen.

Back in Qionghua Palace, after Zhao Mian changed his clothes, he sat on the balcony, looking at the scenery of the capital, inexplicably a little cold, and tightened his clothes.

"Someone, bring the stove."

Behind him, a soft voice sounded.

A woman in a graceful palace robe walked slowly and gently pressed Zhao Mian's temples from behind.

It was Li Guiren Li Mingshu.

Zhao Mian sighed, "Ming Shu, I'm really old, I almost fainted in anger, I'm not reconciled, if I were younger, I would definitely swing my sword out of the sheath and kill all those rebellious ministers and thieves!" ”

Li Mingshu had a delicate face, hugged Zhao Mian from behind, and comforted softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine believes in you, there will be a day." ”

She looked at the wind and snow in the distance,

There is a faint red light flashing in his eyes...

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the heavy snow,

The bells of the capital echoed.

……

"It's all time!"

At the south gate of Yujing City, hearing the echoing bell, Yang Xiao complained to the coachman: "Why did you come?" ”

The coachman looked helpless, "Master Yang, you have also seen it, this heavy snow is falling suddenly, and the road is difficult." ”

", this god!"

Yang Xiao also scolded, "I promised a brother to cultivate the Taoist temple, and the money was collected, if it can't be completed on time, my face will be lost." ”

"Let's go, fortunately, the foundation brick wall has been completed, and there are only beams left, and it is even more difficult to dry when the snow melts..."

At the sound of an order, a long convoy pulled a piece of wood into the city slowly.

At the gate of the city, many people are still queuing.

And on the official road ten miles away, in the wind and snow, two knights were riding horses and galloping.

They all wore the official uniforms of the Six Doors.

One person has a fair face and handsome facial features, but half of his face is full of black birthmarks, as if he is jealous of his face and has made a yin and yang face.

The other person was born ordinary, with a beard, full of alcohol, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

On their waists, they all wore golden tokens.

"Du Lu, we are late, we will always reprimand the head, you are to blame, we have to drink other people's wine, so that we both almost died."

"When you come across good wine, you can't miss it."

"The capital has been recently, but it's very lively..."

The two of them chatted while riding, and suddenly stopped at the same time.

I saw that in the wind and snow on the official road, a monk was walking together, with only faint footprints behind him.

The yin and yang face quickly shrank his pupils, his back was tense, but there was a smile on his face, "Two, are you human or ghost?" ”

Hearing this, the monk turned around at the same time.

The monk was a stout man, with only one arm, but his eyes shone like glass.

The Taoist was younger, with a jade face and a short beard, and an elegant temperament, and he smiled dumbly when he heard the words, "Where did the ghost come from in this broad daylight?" ”

"Not necessarily!"

The drunken catcher sneered: "We have traveled all the way, and we have really seen ghosts a few times, since the black sun and blood moon, this world has been a little incomprehensible, and it is difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts." ”

"Where did you come from and where are you going?"

The Taoist smiled shyly, "Poor Dao should go to see someone by appointment, and he will leave after saying a word, don't worry, this capital, Poor Dao doesn't want to stay for a day." ”

The monk's face was calm, and the glass light in his eyes suddenly flashed, like a treasure, making it difficult to look away.

The two gold medal gods felt a confusion in their minds, and when they opened their eyes again, the vast snow track was already empty......

(End of chapter)