The king of Daxia is Sheng'an. The Queen Mother's birthday ceremony, which had been prepared for several months and lasted for more than a month, finally came to an end. But in the capital, a symbol of the glory of the empire, the atmosphere of lanterns and singing has not subsided at all. Because it looks like it's almost the New Year of Great Xia.

The New Year of Great Xia is one of the most ceremonial festivals in the empire, where every family cleans the lintel, and then the door is draped in red, and firecrackers are set off to be worshipped.

The rules that have been passed down for thousands of years, whether it is the pious worship of adults or the expectation of gifts by children, actually come from a legend about the "Xi" beast.

"Xi" beasts, like to eat people, often in the middle of the winter when food is scarce, there is chaos, specializing in eating live people, especially white skin and tender children are better. He has repeatedly forced the world to tremble and hide in order to survive the winter. Until the appearance of a god brought the world to the red-clothed cannon battle, and revealed the secret that the "Xi" beast hated red and was afraid of exploding.

Therefore, the day when the people drove away the "Xi" beast was called the removal of "Xi", and the god who helped people get rid of "Xi" also left a mysterious title, "Nian".

"Chinese New Year" is a day of national celebration, because the New Year has another name, "except Xi".

Everyone in the people of Great Xia will carefully prepare and celebrate this day called "Except Xi". But they ignore that this festival was originally intended for the ancestors who were born in sorrow to warn their descendants to be vigilant, because the right to live can only be obtained by defeating their enemies.

Seeing that it was about to "remove Xi" again, there was already a backlog of several beacon urgent notes in the Governor's Mansion of the Northern Army. There is an urgent letter for help from the northern Xinjiang that has been seized by the rangers, and there is also the head of the defense department of the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, and the handwritten urgent document of the general who often breaks the captive general, and must present the letterhead to the emperor in person when he is on duty at home.

It's a pity that the steward on duty tried to present the fold several times in a row, but was stopped by Uncle Horn. Because Horn is not only the uncle of the country, but also serves as the imperial historian of Great Xia, supervising the abundance of the treasury.

The power of the imperial envoy is second only to that of the prime minister of Great Xia, and he is responsible for supervising hundreds of officials and taking charge of the treasury. It stands to reason that the real power is above Chang Po's, but Horn is low-key and kind in front of the people, and he has been confronted by Chang Po's merciless face-to-face several times, and he has quietly endured it. Chang Po is used to being straightforward, and he doesn't pay much attention to taking care of the face of the Imperial Doctor.

Horn, the imperial historian, intended to detain Chang Po's military intelligence this time, but the reason was very good, the queen mother's birthday had just passed, and the additional expenses had already emptied the treasury. Now it is the middle of winter season, and it is very difficult to raise and supply military rations.

Great Xia has the thickest city walls and the deepest trenches in Kyushu, plus the remnants of the god of war Tiankui Marquis still exist, there has been no major war for nearly sixty years, and the imperial historian Horn explained to the officials on duty in the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and the reinforcements will not be able to form an army until the beginning of spring at the earliest.

Instead of risking the crime of killing the head and ruining the mood of the New Year, it is better to wait until the beginning of spring, and after the military rations come down, we will go together to face the holy advice.

The duty of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies knew Chang Poyu's temper, and the old general had always liked to deal with thorny problems by himself, and now he had sent more than a dozen urgent letters in a row, and it was conceivable that the border pass must have been in danger.

However, the imperial doctor insisted on blocking it, and he had a very good personal relationship with the prime minister. Chang Poyu himself is not in the court, and the letterhead of the recruiting army wants to write to the emperor of the dynasty, but there is no chance at all.

The officer on duty thought about it again and again, thinking that the responsibility was too heavy, so he had to reply to Chang Poyu with a letter, explaining the situation in the DPRK and China, and hoping that General Chang Lao could personally sit in the defense department of the five armies to suppress the formation.

At the end of the year, many sections of the official road to the north were buried by heavy snow, I only hope that the war on the front line can turn the danger into safety, although the imperial envoy is hateful, but there is a sentence that can give people some comfort, that is, the name of the important town of the north defense, most of them have been built by craftsmen who have gone through several generations, and the city defense is extremely strong, and unlike the Tiankui Marquis of the year, what the Daxia Changsheng Army is best at today is the art of defense.

I hope that the soldiers on the front line can use the tall city walls and the powerful firearms unique to Great Xia to stop those rebellious ministers and thieves who dare to offend the imperial authority.

Daxia is the son of heaven, and there is indeed only one mood to welcome "except Xi" at the moment. It's not that he hasn't heard of the side troubles rising again, but he just thinks that Chang Poyu has personally stepped forward to supervise the battle, and above the court, those ministers who are good at flattery have not less sung praises and virtues, repeatedly emphasizing that there is a true dragon son in Daxia, and the luck of the empire is like the sky.

The New Year is approaching, the Great Xia Emperor Hua Sijian, even the morning and evening dynasties have been suspended, and he still took advantage of everyone's inattention, after the disguise, he went to the Qianmen Street outside the Ziwei Palace, known as the micro service private visit.

Qianmen Street is full of three sects and nine streams from Kyushu, and there are many new things that can relieve the boredom of the emperor of Great Xia. But this thought made the emperor's personal guards worried. Although this place is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, but in a place where fish and dragons are mixed, the emperor's playful nature is not lost, and if it is not good, it will cause some problems for the guards.

Fortunately, these guards are not general, a guard who knows how to disguise has added a lot of wrinkles to the emperor's face, and he is in the prime of life in his forties, and he has been made up into an elder with white hair and white beard, and the image of a fairy wind comes out.

Fortunately, the Son of Heaven was in a good mood when he came out to play, so he picked up a coarse cloth dress and covered it on his body.

Several guards tightly surrounded the old man who had been put on makeup by the emperor in the middle, and each of them had several sleeve arrows hidden in their sleeves, constantly scanning the dangers hidden in the crowd around them.

Great Xia Emperor Hua Sizhen didn't care about the nervousness of his subordinates at all, along the road, delicious food, fun, he couldn't help but go up and have a good time.

Just when everyone was thinking about how to persuade the emperor to return to the palace, suddenly a tight gong sounded not far away, and the crowd who liked to watch the excitement rushed straight to the gong.

The Great Xia Emperor Hua Youzhen didn't care about the image of the true dragon emperor, so he opened everyone's arms and squeezed hard into the human rights until he was blocked by a thin line tied in advance.

Take a closer look, the one who played the gong vigorously was really a barbarian from Fanbang. There are layers of turbans wrapped around his head, and even his face is covered by a square scarf.

The barbarian who struck the gong looked at the gathered crowd and nodded with satisfaction. Put down the gong in your hand, and bow it in a stiff and obscure voice,

"Kind-hearted people of Daxia, I am a wandering artist in Xiqiang, I came to Guibao Land unexpectedly, and I have no entanglement, I really have no choice, so I have to perform a few tricks for everyone, I hope that the kind Sheng'an brothers will have a meal. ”

Saying that, the barbarian performed a few tricks of spewing flames and taking out pigeons from his hat, but the common people of Sheng'an were well-informed audiences, and they were not very interested in these performances, and soon the crowd that gathered around gradually dispersed, but there were not a few copper plates in the gong on the ground.

At this time, the class owner who is known as a wandering artist is a little unbearable. Rushing at the back of the departing crowd, he shouted, "Heroes and heroes stay behind." Let's see me present a carving insect skill, which is a secret of our Xiqiang, a thousand-mile soul walking technique, for everyone to enjoy. ”

As he spoke, the barbarian pulled up a child sitting on the ground from the ground on the side, judging from his skin color and appearance, he should be the child of this wandering artist. The barbarian made the seven- or eight-year-old child sit in the center of the field, pressed the top of the child's head with one hand and the other on his chest, and began to recite the urging mantra with words.

Soul walking is said to be a soul-harnessing technique that can drive people's souls out of their main body and do some actions that ordinary people cannot understand. Spectators who had heard of the Soul Wanderer suddenly became interested and wanted to see what kind of magical existence this legendary exotic soul wandering technique was.

After the barbarian finished reciting the incantation, he patted the child's forehead, only to see that the child's body was weak, and he fell backwards in an instant.

Then, the barbarian said to the unconscious child in front of him, "Child, let all the heroes who are cheering on us see our soul wandering technique. ”

It happened that a bird passed by in the sky, and the barbarian locked on to the bird with his gaze, and then shouted to the bird that was still in the sky,

"Kid, come down. ”

Everyone laughed for a while, thinking about how this big bird could understand human words, but who knew that the bird in the air really retracted its wings and slowly landed on the barbarian's shoulders following the barbarian's order.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, and everyone was shocked by the shocking scene in front of them.

"Alright, kid, let's change the soul again. The barbarian looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a white dog lying outside the audience.

The white dog basks in the rare winter sunshine and is comfortably sleepy. Unbeknownst to the barbarian, the white dog's body stiffened instantly, and then staggered to his feet, raised his two front paws, and jumped to the barbarian with only two hind legs.

"Kid, say hello to the good guys. ”

So, the white dog walked towards the three audience members in the crowd who volunteered to cooperate with the barbarian performance, and the white dog jumped over on his two hind legs, listening to the three squatting, standing, spinning and other instructions.

At this moment, the crowd erupted in thunderous applause, and when Dangdang, several crisp sounds were the movement of copper coins falling into the gong.

After thanking the barbarian, he saw that the gong had been filled with copper coins, and shouted to the white dog who was still playing, "Child, come back." The white dog fell to the ground in an instant, and then slowly closed his eyes.

This frightened everyone, and thought that the white dog had suffered an accident, but the barbarian hurriedly explained, but because he had been controlled by the child's soul, he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, just rest for a while.

But when the barbarian put away the copper coins in the gong and turned his head to look again, his face suddenly changed greatly, and the child was still lying motionless on the ground, but his face had begun to turn purple at this moment.

"Oh no, the soul didn't come home!"

The barbarian couldn't care about the gong in his hand now, threw himself down to the child's side, pressed the child's temples with his two index fingers, pressed the child's Baihui with his thumb, recited the mantra again in his mouth, and finally shouted violently, "Return!"

But after waiting for a while, the child's face was almost blackened, and the soul still did not come back......

The barbarian realized what was going on, he knelt down at the crowd of people, "Daxia Sheng'an really lives up to his reputation, I am a wandering artist, I am not here for the first time, just to earn a bite to eat for the child, I didn't expect to offend the master, please let the master live for the sake of the child's ignorance." ”

Seeing the lively crowd looking at each other, even the big summer son who pretended to be an old man looked confused, I don't know if this barbarian was performing or if there was really an accident......