In the first year of Chengrui, at the beginning of winter, there was heavy snowfall.

The capital of the Daqing Dynasty, which is one of the few magnificent capitals established on the coast of the West Polar Continent, has been devastated by war for ten years, and now it has just begun to settle down.

Ironically, the disaster of the war in the past ten years was not caused by the invasion of foreign enemies, but by the civil strife caused by the princes in order to seize the throne after the death of the old emperor ten years ago.

What was originally just a conspiracy between the courts has evolved into an open and secret battle above the court. Because the old emperor died suddenly and died in a hurry, he didn't have time to make an edict, and he didn't calculate this step early, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who was supposed to pass on the long lineage, was infected and died a few days before the old emperor died.

After the conspiracy and intrigue in the secret and the court's conspiracy and countermeasures all failed, at this time, everyone tore their faces, and in front of the empty throne, and no matter what kind of blood relatives you are, they have raised troops and crusaded against each other.

And for the seizure of the capital of Daqing, for the princes, the significance is even more extraordinary, for a time, but it has also become a "place where soldiers must fight", look at the banner on the wall, but it is also changed once every three days.

Now this Emperor Chengrui of Daqing is naturally the final winner of this brotherly killing. And he is the eighteenth among the sons of the old emperor, and he doesn't necessarily like the old emperor much on weekdays, compared to the other imperial brothers who are dedicated to pleasing the old emperor, it is much inferior. If you follow the rules handed down by your ancestors, I'm afraid that this throne, even if he dies, he won't have a chance to touch it.

He can have now, naturally it is not up to him to sit and wait for the throne to be delivered to him for nothing, how much he has paid and how much he has gained, ordinary people do not know.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the era name "Chengrui" was set, which means "Chengtian Xiangrui". And the metaphor that follows is also very meaningful.

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The heavy snow at the beginning of winter covered all the roof tiles in the capital, and it seemed that it would also cover up the traces left by the turmoil for many years.

Outside the gate of the palace, the ten-mile peach blossom street is also accompanied by this Daqing capital, both have seen the students who have studied hard for many years in the cold window, the champion of high school, and the high spirits, and see all the flowers in the capital in one day. I have also seen the iron armor raging, 100,000 soldiers and armor coming into the city, and the ground is full of frost and cold.

But now, it is full of mourning and dead bodies.

A few days ago, I heard a certain verse of a Daqing poet, which was widely sung in Beijing: Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

It's still a backdrop.

Years of war have led to the destruction and displacement of many people in Beijing, inside and outside the capital, all industries are depressed, and there is no one to farm, and before the heavy snow this winter, there is a rare drought, countless people have starved to death, and hundreds of thousands of refugees have poured into the capital, eager for a new dynasty and a new emperor, who can make a difference with kindness.

Most of the refugees have frozen to death under the heavy snowfall.

The name of the new dynasty is "Chengrui", but it has not been taken for granted that it has been favored by God, and there is only a butt of bad things, which makes the new dynasty up and down, anxious.

Yesterday, inside and outside the capital, the martial law order has been issued, all people in the capital are not allowed to enter and leave the city gate at will, if there is no emergency, everyone should not wander around at home, and the refugees in the city are all concentrated in Qingyuan Fang, three miles outside the city, and the imperial court will be resettled.

Among the refugees, some people are willing, some people are unwilling, they would rather continue to stay under the snow on the side of the road, huddle and wait for death, they think that it is just the court is making excuses at will to send them away, and when they get outside the city, they will definitely not care whether they live or die. As everyone knows, there are many frozen corpses and bones around them, and no one has restrained them, allowing them to be covered by the heavy snow and frozen, and those of them who are alive and waiting are just waiting for death one after another.

Ten miles of peach blossom street, mighty, but there are some down-and-out refugees, in the heavy snow, discharge a few long queues, slowly moving forward, and on the side, there are also many Daqing soldiers, while taking care of the refugees to maintain order, on the other hand, and those buried under the heavy snow The bones of the refugees were dug up, piled up on the ox carts, and also continued to be transported out of the city for burial.

Along the road, all the famine refugees saw the corpses carried by the ox carts, but there was no sympathy or pathos in their eyes, but some were just as cold and ruthless as this snowy day, and a trace of luck that had not yet died.

This situation and this scene are like an ink painting, black and white, colorless.

At the end of Peach Blossom Street, not far away is the main gate of the palace - Zhuyang Gate, half a mile apart, but there is a Wuyi Lane, which is the well-known "Duke Lane" in the capital of Daqing, all the dignitaries and nobles in the capital, the princes and princes, all live in this alley, all are the mansions of the mansions, far above thousands of secular people, and cannot be seen from afar.

And in front of this extravagant alley of the first mansion mansion, but has been deserted and dilapidated, on the plaque of the main entrance, it was originally "Shouguo Mansion" four gold lacquer characters, but it was cut off in half, now you can see only the word "Mansion", the remnants of the plaque are crooked, the gold lacquer font on the top, all stained with cobweb dust, naturally no one has taken care of it for a long time.

Under the plaque, it was a wide gate, but it has long been impossible to find the door, a foot high, originally used to indicate that "the door is high and deep, visitors introspect" on the threshold, but now, there is only a little girl who is about Mo Shang and less than ten years old sitting alone on it. In the winter, she was just wearing a dirty and tattered flower dress, the cold wind was howling, the little girl's face was dark, her eyes were big and bright, holding her face, sitting quietly, and looking at the Peach Blossom Street not far away, the refugees who left in groups, from time to time, a few people suddenly fell to the ground, and then they couldn't get up again, but others didn't care at all, just walked straight forward.

If it's not a parent, it won't be ignored.

The little girl just watched quietly, watching this scene, and her expression did not change in the slightest.

Behind the little girl, there is a courtyard that has long been dilapidated and deserted, a huge mansion, but no one lives here.

Shouguo Mansion, this is the most luxurious and extensive mansion in the dynasty. When the prince of Shouguo, he was also one of the most powerful ministers in the court, not at the beginning of the opening of the territory and the establishment of the dynasty, but he still had to be awarded the duke, and led the general soldier Fu Huyin, the military power was firmly held in his hands, and he was honored for a while, and no one could reach the middle of the Daqing Dynasty.

However, after the death of the old emperor, in the dispute over the throne of the princes, the grandfather of the country with heavy troops in his hands failed to escape this turmoil after all, and even more unfortunately, his vision and luck were not good, but he pressed the wrong treasure, and did not choose the current emperor who was still weak at that time, but chose a powerful prince at that time, I thought that the overall situation had been decided, but I didn't expect that it was God who made people, and the destiny of heaven returned, but it fell on the most unoptimistic prince.

The result after this is naturally conceivable, after the new emperor ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to clean many old nails, and the first to use it was this Shouguo Grandpa, who was a batch of Zhu pen by the new emperor, and it was the Zhulian Nine Clans, which was naturally not left.

And now, there is only such an abandoned mansion in front of you.

The lonely little girl sat on the threshold of the deserted house, probably a refugee who had fled with the famine from all over the world, but she was the only one of her own children.

I'm afraid that they are all dead.

Not far away, on Peach Blossom Street, two people suddenly walked in completely different from the refugee soldiers around them.

A man and a woman, the snow was flying, and they seemed to be like the snowflakes, fluttering lightly and silently, but in the blink of an eye they had come to the little girl.

To be exact, in front of the original Shouguo Mansion, the two of them were side by side, but they happened to be opposite to the pair of white jade lions guarding the gate on the left and right, and the two looked at the broken door plaque together, and then slowly moved their eyes down, focusing on the little girl, only to look twice, and then turned away.

At this time, the little girl also looked at the two people who suddenly arrived, but there was no big change in her eyes.

The man and the woman, dressed in white, were subdivided, and behind the man was carrying a sword, hiding the scabbard of the sword, and there was always a red light flashing. And the woman next to her, in the style of white clothes, is a Taoist robe, the woman wears a crown with her hair tied up, and the crown on her head exudes brilliance, which is actually a lotus crown that is only worn by the three heads of the Daomen!

The little girl is mortal with the naked eye, so naturally she can't see the many mysteries of the two.

"Is this here?" said the man, looking at his face without a strange face, but his eyes were as deep as the sea, which made people feel a little incomprehensible, and between his upper lips, there was a beard, which looked quite mature and steady.

"I'm a step late. But I heard the woman say this, seven points of beauty, but still with three points of pity and remorse.

The man naturally knew what the female Taoist was talking about, but his expression did not change much, obviously he had already seen a lot of all kinds of things here, and he showed a cold attitude towards the mundane things under the mountain, and there was no comfort for the female Tao.

Or, they have already touched the things of the Heavenly Dao and know the world, but most of those Dao are ruthless, and more things are better than less, and they can also be tainted with less cause and effect.

"Well, after he is reincarnated in reincarnation, I can find him again and give him a chance, which can be regarded as repaying his original kindness. The female Taoist thought for a moment and said.

The man glanced at her, and said with an unchanged face: "Actually, you don't have to do this, if you want to find his reincarnation, you will inevitably have to spend a lot of resources, I'm afraid that the opportunity you give him to reincarnate is not as much as when you are looking for him." ”

The female Dao looked at the man, blinked her eyes, and smiled, is this considered to be caring about me? ”

The man stopped talking.

The female Taoist looked at him and smiled, her eyes were crooked, and her dimples appeared, suddenly showing a very cute color.

"That ......" a voice, but it came from the two of them, weak, powerless.

The man and the woman stood in front of the girl for a while, but the two of them didn't seem to have taken her seriously, just like a small weed on the side of the road, without any teeth, and naturally there was no need to pay attention.

The little girl mustered up her courage, and her godless eyes rose with a faint hope: "Do you have anything to eat?"