As soon as the god of the stove is sent, there are no taboos.

Han Shao didn't know if there was really a god like the Stove God in this world, who loved to report to the Emperor of Heaven.

But in the following days, Zhenliao City began to be lively, but it could be clearly felt.

Greeting relatives, funerals, and buying New Year's goods......

It seems that no matter whether there are those terrifying powerhouses in this world, there is not much difference in the lives of ordinary people in this mortal world.

The same from birth to death, he toiled all day long.

The same has its own sorrows, joys, sorrows and expectations.

And it is also lively Han Shao's dilapidated courtyard.

When the news of the feudal marquis came out, the dilapidated courtyard where the poor square in the south of the city was located seemed to have become a holy place for countless people to make pilgrimages.

Wave after wave swarmed over.

At first, it was just the careful prying eyes of the ordinary people in the city.

Most of these eyes are curious.

Han Shao didn't let people drive him away.

Later, when those people in the big clan came to visit him with generous gifts, surrounded by the powerful slaves at home, Han Shao was a little impatient.

The terrifying aura of the Golden Body Realm swept down with the word 'roll'.

Enough for everyone to know what he meant.

It's just that such an unkind move inevitably made him, the new champion, have a mixed reputation in Zhenliao City.

Those who praise it are naturally saying that this champion Hou Qing is quiet and not confused by fame and fortune.

Slanderers say that they are pretentious and high-minded, and that they are not allowed to live in the world, and that they are not a good person to get along with.

In this regard, Jiang Wan, who finally enjoyed the quiet, was inevitably still a little worried.

"Do this...... Wouldn't it be too good? ”

Han Shao shook his head and smiled.

"This kind of useless socialization is meaningless except a waste of time."

If there is no line of Gongsun Xinyi, he will be firmly tied to the Gongsun clan.

Han Shao will also get close to these Youzhou clans, intersect with them, and even hold each other.

It is used to counter and balance the forces from above.

But now the Gongsun of Liaodong and the Zhenliao General's Mansion are the top forces.

Han Shao, who has been integrated into it, in a sense, has stood on the opposite side of these Youzhou scholars.

At this time, it is not just a matter of wasting time to be false with them.

It will also give those who are truly discerning a sense of losing their minds.

How could Han Shao be so stupid?

It's just that Jiang Wan doesn't understand these trade-offs of interests, and she doesn't understand what the so-called 'useless socialization' in Han Shao's words means.

She just looked at her Shao Ge'er with a stupid gaze.

I thought in my heart that if the heroes of the world in those words were living in reality.

That's probably it.

Confident and high-spirited, as if everything is in the palm of your hand.

Jiang Wan didn't know how long she had been watching.

I only knew that when I realized that I was losing my mind, her Shao Ge'er was looking at herself with a smile.

At the moment when her cheeks were flushed and she hurriedly lowered her head, Jiang Wan caught a glimpse of the plum tree in the corner of the courtyard that was quietly blooming.

I only feel that an inexplicable beauty breeds and spreads in my heart.

"What a beautiful ......"

Jiang Wan in the past had no time to take care of such a beautiful scenery.

Ordinary sentient beings, small people in the market, there is probably only the word alive in their eyes.

The so-called beautiful scenery of Lamei, if it fell into the eyes of Jiang Wan in the past, she was afraid that she would only take out an axe and chop firewood.

In the hope that her Shao brother will live warmer and less disturbed by the cold this winter.

But now it's different.

Although the broken courtyard is still the broken courtyard.

The person is still the same person.

But at this time, she pulled up her cloud bun and knelt on the floor under the porch in front of the house in a pure white embroidered skirt.

There were not only a few sword-wielding women standing around, protecting them.

Recently, there are two beautiful girls who burn the stove to make tea, and serve tea from time to time.

The moment the tea overflowed, the girl who added the tea turned pale, and with a plop, she clasped her forehead on the floor in front of her.

"Lady forgive! The slave saw that the flowers on the lady's forehead were good-looking, and he lost his mind for a while......"

The girl knelt on the floor, her body trembling faintly.

Han Shao, who was attracted by these words, glanced at the goose yellow flower that Jiang Wan was clinging to, and nodded.

"It's really pretty."

Women are the ones who please themselves.

Han Shao's praise immediately made Jiang Wan smile lightly.

In an instant, it warmed up this cold winter wax moon like a spring breeze.

"Get up, just pour a cup of tea, what's the sin?"

Hearing Jiang Wan's words, the girl got up in a panic.

I have to say that the girl in front of her is worthy of being carefully selected by Yaxing.

This time he looked up with a little timidity, and his pitiful appearance was really lovely.

Jiang Wan looked at the girl, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

This kind of little trick, she was tired of playing this kind of trick when she was a child in order to attract Brother Shao'er's attention and let him play with her.

Now it seems that it is really a bit unacceptable.

Stretching out her jade finger and flipping over the overflowing tea, Jiang Wan refilled a cup for Han Shao and handed it over.

Then he said softly.

"I don't like her."

Han Shao was stunned when he heard this, his eyes glanced at the girl, then at Jiang Wan, and said with a smile.

"If you don't like it, just change it."

Hearing Han Shao's words like this, the girl's face turned pale instantly.

The little delusion in his heart was shattered, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for permission in a trembling voice.

"Master Hou, don't ...... Slave wrong......"

"Don't ...... Don't drive the slaves away......"

It's a pity that such a wailing and begging was exchanged for Han Shao's indifferent gaze and cold and ruthless words.

"Take it down, don't spoil the lady's interest."

Hearing this, the sword-wielding women standing beside them stepped out.

"Yui."

With that, he put the girl out.

At this moment, several women in the courtyard all glanced at the dead girl with their peripheral eyes.

To be honest, how many women in this world can be unmoved by the jade and golden appearance of Hou Ye?

What's more, the women are all Mu Qiang.

His powerful cultivation, his great military exploits, and the throne of the Marquis of Nacher.

What is not a fatal temptation for a woman?

Once he can get into his eyes, even if he is just a cheap concubine who welcomes him in the bed, his own fate can be turned upside down overnight.

Just like the Jiang family girl in front of her, isn't it because of the old friendship with this marquis that she has today's wealth?

There is such a good example dangling in front of me all day long.

It is natural that they have some strange thoughts.

It's only now that they suddenly wake up, and some delusions can only be delusions.

They underestimated the weight of this Jiang family lady in the eyes of the Hou Ye.

underestimated the Jiang family lady herself.

Under the seemingly gentle and weak appearance, his mind is also deep and terrifying.

And Jiang Wan looked at the awe that flashed in these women's eyes, and sighed in her heart.

'Brother Shao'er must be disappointed in me......

After all, Wan Niang in the past was not like this.

But she didn't expect that the next moment, her slightly cool palms suddenly warmed.

When he raised his eyes to meet Han Shao's gaze, Han Shao's eyes were full of encouragement and approval.

"In the future, you don't need to tell me about this kind of inner house, you can make your own decisions."

Hearing this, Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, but the feeling of emptiness in her heart disappeared little by little.

It's as if you have endless confidence in an instant.

The moment she snuggled into Han Shao's arms, Jiang Wan looked at the void outside the eaves.

"It's snowing......"

Ruixue Trillion Year.

Next year may be a good year.

It will be better than this year.

Jiang Wan stretched out her hand and handed it out of the eaves and took a falling snowflake.

Suddenly he was a little curious.

"Brother Shao, do you say that the snow in the south is the same as the snow in our north?"

When Han Shao heard this, he was stunned for a while.

The snow in the north of the country, either it doesn't fall, and it is the mountain dancing silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

As for the snow in the south......

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either."

"I'll take you to see it later."

Han Shao used laughter to cover up the loneliness.

Actually, the snow of the southern country, he has seen.

There is no heating.

It's all about shaking.

Jiang Wan, who didn't know what Han Shao was thinking, suddenly chuckled when she heard Han Shao's words.

"Bragging."

Is it true that she doesn't understand anything?

It's all said in the play.

As a border general, there was no imperial edict, and he left his post without permission, which was like complicity.

Could it be that Brother Shao can still lead a large army......

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan looked at Han Shao with a bit of teasing.

But when I saw the seriousness in someone's eyes, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Maybe it's because I feel a little tightness in the soft hand between my hands.

Han Shao said with a smile.

"There's no hurry, I'll have to wait until I'm ready."

What to prepare?

Jiang Wan looked at Han Shao with a faint gaze, wanting to see something.

But in fact, since coming back this time, Jiang Wan has found that she can't see through this future pillow person.

Just as he was in his trance, he suddenly heard Han Shao shouting into the void.

"Got it."

"Go back to Li Changshi, Ben Hou will be there at that time."

Hearing Han Shao mention Li Wenjing, Jiang Wan finally came back to her senses and frowned.

"The New Year is coming, what else is there?"

Hearing this, Han Shao restrained the smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

"Take advantage of the year before the year, send them away."

……

Dayong Taikang is fifty-nine years old, and he is in Guihai.

December 27.

Somewhere in the western suburbs of Zhenliao City, a stone monument seemed to be erected overnight.

However, the people in the city who came and went did not have much surprise.

Because outside the General's Mansion the day before yesterday, a list had already been posted.

It is said that a memorial monument will be built here to pay tribute to the heroic souls of the soldiers of the Zhenliao Army who died in the First World War on the grassland.

I think it's the stone tablet in front of me.

Originally, everyone didn't pay too much attention to it, but I just felt that this was close to the New Year, and it was a festive time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, which was somewhat unlucky.

But when they passed by here, they saw with their own eyes the names of the people on the huge rock under the stone tablet.

still inevitably gave birth to a shocking and inexplicable emotion.

It was also at this moment that they clearly realized how huge the casualties of the Zhenliao army in this battle were.

How tragic that battle was.

The originally relaxed look also subconsciously gave birth to a bit of solemnity.

To be honest, for most of the people in Zhenliao City.

For some time, they were a little ashamed to bring up this war.

Because if it weren't for that Han Sima, the now famous champion Hou, would have turned the tide.

In the end, he regained some face for the Zhenliao army.

This battle was completely an unprecedented fiasco.

Not only is it the shame of the Zhenliao Army, but also makes the people of Zhenliao City, who were once proud of the Zhenliao Army, feel ashamed.

But it wasn't until this moment that many of them suddenly realized that it was the seemingly ordinary names on these stone tablets that were fighting bloody battles in the Northland Grassland and Dingbei City.

In exchange for the peace of these people who can welcome the New Year in peace.

Who are they to be ashamed of the souls of these fallen soldiers?

Isn't it the people who sit back and enjoy peace and still point fingers at each other that should really be ashamed of?

Thinking of this, many people couldn't help but bow their heads in shame and hide their faces with their hands.

Ashamed to face the tall and majestic memorial monument.

It's just that at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice of surprise and a little sadness at the foot of the memorial monument.

"Found it!"

Hearing this emotionally complicated exclamation, someone raised his head and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw a rickety figure with white hair, holding the stele and crying.

"Wu'er didn't die in vain, and there are still people who remember him...... And someone remembers him! ”

Hearing this, there was something else that everyone present did not understand.

After a moment of silence, a scribe in a Confucian shirt sighed

"In the past, I pretended to be high-minded, and regarded martial artists as vulgar and unruly, and today I know that this life is a big mistake!"

"If there are no warriors, we will not be the soul of the barbarians, but also the slaves of the barbarians!"

As he spoke, he looked at the stele and the old man to the end.

"Please ask the old man and all the Zhenliao Yingling, accept my worship."

That's all he said.

The scribes who traveled with him were also deeply involved.

"Please ask the old man and all the Zhenliao Yingling, accept my worship."

"In the future, if you are free, you will not forget to worship, in order to reward you for the grace of peace and tranquility of the Zhenliao Heroic Spirits to protect us!"

No one would have thought that these scribes, who had always disdained the company of martial artists, would say such a thing.

The people of other towns and Liao next to him couldn't help but be stunned.

The rickety old man with white hair waved his hand again and again.

"Little old man can't stand it, can't stand it......"

But such a panicked and panicked action was interrupted by a voice from the void.

"Who says you can't stand it?"

"Who dares to say you can't stand it?"

The voice in the void was sharp and domineering.

Everyone present was shocked and distracted.

Suddenly, a dense sound of heavy horses' hooves was heard, sweeping from far and near.

At the same time, the sound that resounded through the void did not stop.

"If anyone dares to say a word, you can't afford to be ...... man"

"The tens of thousands of heroic souls who died in this battle will not agree!"

"I, hundreds of thousands of surviving Zhenliao Erlang, don't agree!"

"Ben Hou, don't agree!"

The sound stopped, and the horse arrived.

The xenomorph dragon pony with a head and scaly armor soared into the void.

A rider in black armor sits atop a dragon colt, his eyes looking in all directions.

And the people of Zhenliao below were also looking at him at this time.

After a few moments, someone finally reacted.

Han Sima ...... Oh no, it's Champion Hou! ”

"What a champion!"

"Why is the champion here?"

You must know that this new marquis of Dayong has been closed since he was made a marquis.

I've never heard of him going out.

But I didn't expect to come here today.

After the commotion, many people hurried forward to pay respects.

"I've seen the champion Hou!"

It's just that for such a visit, and even bowing, what was exchanged for Han Shao's cold snort.

"Ben Hou's military exploits have been rewarded for the throne."

"But this old man is over the age of Jiazi, but he bears the pain of losing his son for you!"

"What is the reason why you do not worship Him before such a great grace, but come to worship Me instead?"

That's all he said.

In front of the tall memorial monument, all the people of Zhenliao were silent.

After a few moments, someone finally sighed.

"I'm stupid, but fortunately the champion Hou woke up."

"Please accept my foolish man's worship!"

……

There's another watch, it's going to be late, so let's see it tomorrow morning

(End of chapter)