Text Chapter 1 Wind and Snow Ancient Temple
At sunset, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the cold wind is blowing, whirring. The jackdaws are crying, the twilight is slightly falling, and the ancient temple of the wilderness seems even more bleak.
"Squeaky ......"
"Squeaky ......"
A man wore a hat on his head, his expression was hidden under the brim of the hat, and his exhaled breath floated out a cloud of white mist, his clothes were ragged, and there was no trace of expression on his vicissitudes and purple face.
Only the plain brocade with the scarf looks noble, and the watercolor style of red bean plantain is beautiful at the end of the brocade scarf.
The sky and the earth are white, and only a line of staggering footprints extends to the gate of the ancient temple.
The man held on to the pillars of the ancient temple door, slowly pushed open the temple door, and entered the ancient temple.
The golden color has been peeled off by the wind and rain, and the latticework of the pane shows a decaying state, and it seems that it has not been incense for a long time, and there are no traces.
As the moonlight rose, the man crouched down in front of the table, and by the faint light, found half of the yellow candle.
Take out the flint and light the candle, the candlelight flickering slightly, illuminating the surroundings brighter.
The man untied the blue and white sword behind his back, and took off the hat and placed it next to the freshly lit bonfire.
The whole person has a rough face, and his dry lips are slightly red under the licking of his tongue.
took out a cloth bag, and there was only a yellowstone-like steamed bun left in it, and the man bit it down, and his teeth hurt.
He softened his saliva little by little and swallowed it in his mouth. It was so dry and thirsty that the wine in the jug had already been drunk, and I could only grab some snow to moisten my throat.
In front of a rat hole in the corner of the shrine, there was a small pile of moth-eaten wheat millet, so hungry that rat food could be eaten.
I found a broken bowl and put half of it on the fire.
"Crackling ......"
The wheat millet attached to the wall of the broken bowl was already smelling of burning, and when he took off the broken bowl, the wheat millet was hot, so he tugged at the sleeve of his coat and padd his fingers, grabbed a few grains and put them in his mouth and chewed them slowly.
sighed, like an old man who was about to retire, and his confidence was insufficient.
"I didn't expect it! My Ye clan has been loyal and brave for hundreds of years, but I have borne the name of a traitor and have been killed all over the house, and now, I can't go back to my homeland, I can't go back. ”
Thinking of this, his tears flowed and he sobbed, and the sound of a howling wolf howling and the sound of broken tiles came into his ears, accompanied by the sound of the wind, there was a somewhat eerie atmosphere, but Ye Luo was not moved.
Compared with the horror of these nights, the blood light of the blade under the day is more miserable, a woman is a victim of power after all, and that tragic scene may be a memory that he will never forget for the rest of his life.
Ye Luo, the son of Ye Hao, the auxiliary minister of Yu State, has been a marquis for generations in his family, conquered the four expeditions, subdued the small countries on the border, persuaded the farmers to teach mulberry, and lightly gave them all the money, so that the strength of the Yu State was in the ranks of the first commanders of the princes.
The princes are swordsman, vertical and horizontal, and the heroes are chasing the deer, and the seven kingdoms of Zhang, Henan, Jing, Wei, Ling, Yi, and Di are dominant.
Everyone understands that at this time, the world of Yu Country is attributed to the Ye family, and when it comes to the "Tianyan Army", the hundreds of clans on the entire Spring and Autumn Continent will be taboo.
Ye Luo understands that the army is a soldier, and to further clear the borders of the country, and to take a step back and pile up the mountains of bones, are all days when the knife licks the blood, and only if they are strong enough can they protect the people they want to protect. Although he was born an aristocracy, his martial arts sword skills were not slackened for a moment.
The family has been in danger for generations, and in troubled times, there are always some ministers above the court who have one thing in the open and one thing in secret.
Ye Luo, who is only twenty years old, is already a young talent who dominates the sixteen states of Xisai, and the people in the rivers and lakes call "Xisai shoots the white eagle and seals Ye Lang with a sword".
Three days ago, Ye Luo left the Xisai General's Mansion and hurriedly returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The edict was written for Ye Luo and Yueyi to complete the marriage, Emperor Yu personally gave it, everyone in the world is envious, and the Ye family is also happy, when the edict was passed to the house, his father Ye Hao began to put up lights, red silk flowers, and began to prepare.
Who would have thought that everything in front of him was a shocking conspiracy!
The days are urgent, the eighth day of the lunar month is the ceremony of praying for mulberry, Emperor Yu sacrifices to the sky, prays for the health of Li Shu, and the sea is peaceful.
Therefore, the wedding place of the three bows was set on the rooftop to show the emperor's favor.
Ye Luo took into account the hidden dangers of the Xisai border during the sacrifice ceremony, and only brought a few light horsemen back to the house.
In the outer square of the roof, the imperial guards of the imperial city surround the three floors, the national ceremonies, the nine tripods and three animals, the Taoist robe warlock burns incense and dances the sword, and the ceremony of Emperor Yu is completed after an hour.
Emperor Yu then waved his arms and ordered the wedding ceremony to begin.
Yueyi was wearing a red rose open-sleeved dragon and phoenix robe, a light smoke gold Luo Luan jade belt tied around her waist, and the Xia curtain was dragged on the Jiutai high level.
Ye Luo was wearing a wedding dress, a tassel hairpin, holding Yueyi's wrist and jade fingers, one worshipping heaven and earth, two worshipping Emperor Yu, three worshipping the high hall, and the husband and wife worshipping each other.
Ye Luo saw through the curtain phoenix crown that her willow eyebrows were like crescent moons, congealed fat and powder, and personally inserted the dragon and phoenix hairpin he had carefully prepared for her.
This is the custom of men getting married on the Spring and Autumn Continent, and it is also a testimony of the eternal marriage between the two, and every man attaches great importance to it.
After the ceremony, Ye Luo hugged the delicate and gentle Yueyi in his arms, and walked into the wedding pavilion in the side hall of Yingtiantai, with a smile between his eyebrows, which may be the happiest expression in Ye Luo's life.
Yue Yi also laughed, her brows suddenly tightened, Ye Luo put her on the couch and sat down, holding her hand and gently stroking her face.
"Yue'er, we got married, and we were congratulated by everyone in the world, which is really lucky. ”
Ye Luo lifted the small bead curtain, took off the phoenix crown and placed it in front of the bronze mirror, reflecting the golden light, and re-combed the messy silk hair on her forehead.
Suddenly laughed: "Although I am majestic on the battlefield, it will not bring me happiness, I hope to be born in an ordinary family, without this responsibility, just like now, we will grow old together." ”
Yueyi turned around and burrowed into his arms, tears rolling in the corners of his eyes like beads: "Brother Luo......"
Ye Luo hugged her in his arms and patted her waist and arm: "Today's wedding, you can't tear your eyes, hurry up and wipe it." I hope that this battle will end as soon as possible, and the world will be unified, and I will remove my armor and let me lie on your lap, looking at your lips and thinking about your appearance. ”
"Brother Luo, I'm really lucky to be your sweetheart, but I'm really worried about this wedding. Yueyi frowned and snuggled up to his chest.
"Worried about what?"
Yueyi's clean eyes showed a kind of hesitation and fear, "A few days ago, I was going to go to my father's study to find a classic to read, but I only heard my father whispering to the people in the house, marriage and sacrifice to the sky at the same time, which can block the enemy of the 'Tianyan Army', the Royal Forest Army will besiege and kill the Ye family for the crime of collaborating with the enemy, I have arranged it within the Ye family, you just need to dress Ling Ai like a fairy and marry beautifully." I'll take care of the wedding reception. Emperor Yu's meaning, after the matter is completed, there will be a heavy reward, the Marquis of the Yue, the Ye family has been the prime minister for generations, and it is taboo to cover the master with high merit. ”
Yueyi paused and continued: "I followed secretly, that person is the former lieutenant of Emperor Yu, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Han Bang. ”