The happy life of the devil and the devil

No matter how much Ling Yucheng wanted to turn around and run back to Qingzhou, he could only follow Yujia and meander all the way to the northeast.Fortunately, Xiaoshi was there, talking and laughing along the way, pointing to the mountains and rivers and telling him anecdotes, but he was not lonely.There were many children's laughter and laughter during the journey, and even this vast snowfield seemed a little brighter to the eyes.

However, Yuan Shao's brows became tighter day by day.In previous years, departing after the Shangyuan Festival and arriving at Yu'erluo is the time when the ice melts and the snow melts, and everything rejuvenates.This year's winter was extraordinarily long, and the wind and snow became more and more intense day by day. When Yujia arrived at the destination, the two big rivers, Yazi River and Changchun River, were covered with a vast expanse of whiteness.

In this situation, only Xiao 11 was young and ignorant of the world, and he was still struggling to go skating on the river.Knowing that Yuan Shao brought his young prince to travel this time, all the courtiers who came to the court from all over the world, as long as they have a head and face, tried to bring their youngest son or eldest grandson as much as possible.With so many playmates, all of whom are holding him and looking at him, Little Eleven almost went crazy, running out every day as soon as he opened his eyes, until it was dark, before he was torched by someone Swarm back.

Communicating with his subordinates is also one of the compulsory courses for the little prince, so neither Yuan Shao nor Ling Yucheng are tied to him, but they have prepared things for him thickly, from gold and silver knives to exquisitely crafted knives and bows, and even all kinds of knives. A portable accessory for him to distribute rewards.Yuan Shao even added a team of guards to his younger son, together with the Xuanjia guards sent by Ling Yucheng, no matter where the little master went, he had to follow him every step of the way.

"Father! Master!" The music rang softly. Yuan Shao and Ling Yucheng were arranging their clothes and preparing to go to the big tent in front of them for a banquet, when they saw the little guy bumping in, holding something high in his hand , Tick-tock all the way, the exquisite carpet in the imperial tent was soaked.

Ling Yucheng glanced at it in his busy schedule, and couldn't help laughing: "Where did you fold this?"

What Xiaoshi held in his hand turned out to be a bunch of branches, which were white and crystal clear, covered with translucent frost flowers.At first glance, the branches are branched and the shape is quite beautiful. It seems that the little guy didn't fold it randomly, and he must choose thousands of things to please the adults.

The ice and snow melted naturally when they were heated. Xiao Shiyi held a branch taller than others with his right hand, and moved around with his left hand, but he couldn't catch the falling water droplets.Seeing the ice edge on the branch, half of the effort to speak was lost, and he wanted to protect things to show the master, and also wanted to come up to salute, so anxious that he kept jumping at the door of the tent.

Yuan Shao couldn't help laughing beside him.The youngest son, who has always been prudent and sensible, looks like a young adult, has become more lively since he came out this time, acting like a child from time to time, which is really pleasing to the eyes.After watching the joke for a long time, he signaled to the eunuch who was waiting on the side to bring the plum bottle, inserted the cluster of tree hangings in it, and raised his chin:

"Hurry up and change your clothes!"

Little Eleven stuck out his tongue, saluted upright, and then ran out.Yuan Shao kept following him until his son's small figure disappeared into the side room, Fang turned his head, met Ling Yucheng's eyes, shook his head and smiled wryly.

"That's him, he can still laugh at this time!"

"Children..."

Counting with his fingers, this is already the third winter he has spent in Beiliang, and Ling Yucheng also knows what Yuan Shao is worrying about.

The auspicious snow heralds a good year, this is the word of the farmers, and the same snowfall outside the pass will be a disaster.When the spring grass should germinate, there will be heavy snowfalls one after another, and the ground will not melt. After that, large numbers of livestock will freeze and starve to death.On the grasslands, this kind of weather is called "white disaster", and when it is the worst, it even reaches the point where ten rooms are empty.

According to the news received all the time, this severe cold not only enveloped the borders of Heishuiwei and Baishanwei, but even the Dingling and Xi tribes were also affected.I hope this winter will end sooner, so that Yuan Shao will not have to worry about going outside the customs this year...

Ling Yucheng's wish was not fulfilled.After lingering in Yu'erluo for a full half a month, he was finally looking forward to the thawing, so he let Haidongqing go hastily, and Yu Jia turned around and hurried to the southwest.The road is sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, and there is still a light snowfall every now and then.The day after they set up camp at King Xi's tent, a heavy snowstorm fell.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

The snowflakes of Yanshan are as big as seats, and the pieces blow down Xuanyuantai.

Ling Yucheng loved reading frontier poems since he was a child. After arriving in Beiliang, he also read the snow scene on the frontier not once or twice.However, seeing the heavy snowfall with my own eyes, and the fact that I can't see my fingers in the daytime, I can't help but secretly startled.The majesty of heaven and earth, as far as this is concerned, even if one is a supreme being with superb martial arts, what can he do in front of this majestic wind and snow?

Just like now, it is obvious that the orchestra is playing miscellaneously in the big tent on the golden roof, and the laughter is loud, but everyone can clearly see that everyone is smiling.Especially King Xi, who was seated first on the right, the sadness on his face almost overflowed from under the smile.Looking back, the people of the Xi clan who are qualified to sit in the big tent almost all sat for a while, then glanced outside the tent, almost turning a blind eye to the singing and dancing performed by the dancers.

Obviously, the singing and dancing performed by King Xi is getting more and more exciting every year...

Among the tribes outside the pass, in terms of who is the richest, the Naiman tribe, which occupies the commercial routes in the Western Regions, is second to none.In terms of who is the most brave and good at fighting, there is no doubt that it is the Bohai Sea, which is fighting against the wind and snow between the white mountains and the black waters.But who is the most powerful...

Occupying the most lush pasture at the foot of the Yin Mountain, the Xi tribe with the white eagle as their totem is the largest tribe outside the pass.

The seventeen guards of Beiliang—including the Xuanjia guards in Lingyu City, there are eighteen guards. Among them, there are three guards of Yingyang, Baotao, and Feixiong under the command of the Xi clan.In addition, even the Bohai Department, which has always been a headache for the Beiliang royal family and caused two generations of emperors to collapse during the expedition, only has the Black Water Guard and the Bai Shan Guard.

In view of this, the emperors of all dynasties in Northern Liang were also the most wary of the Xi people.The Tiance Guard, which has always been ruled by the close branch of the royal family, has always been stationed in the north of the capital, and its defense is that one day the Xi clan will mobilize large soldiers and drive straight in.Shenwuwei, also led by the descendants of the clan, had to keep one eye on the Xi clan in addition to guarding against the Naiman tribe.Not to mention all kinds of wooing and division, whether it is marriage, appointing his children as ministers and generals, or holding one to suppress the other...

The Tie Le tribe occupied the Central Plains and sat firmly on the throne for seven to eighty years, but they were wary of the Xi tribe for seven to eighty years.

"Prince Xi is much older than last year." Yuan Shao sat firmly on the front seat, and whispered to Ling Yucheng under the cover of the wine glass.The hair became thinner and thinner, and the wrinkles on the face were stacked one after another. On the hands and face, brown lumps appeared one after another.When he cut the lamb spine with the son and offered it up, Yuan Shao even saw his fingers trembling slightly, and he almost couldn't hold the knife steadily several times.

I remember that when he visited here the year before last, King Xi still had the leisure to sell his daughter to him--there was a big mess; at this time last year, although he was already old, it was still convenient to walk and move; When he was young, he even favored the two beauties he rewarded.

But now, the one who bowed tremblingly in front of him was clearly an old man with long bells.

"He had a stroke a few years ago." Ling Yucheng's eyes followed the flying sleeves of the woman in red before the banquet, with a concentrated expression on his face.Just looking at the slight smile on the corner of his mouth, anyone would think that he is very satisfied with the dancer's performance, and may even be very interested in the dancer herself...

"...!" Yuan Shao was shocked.He didn't even receive the news! "how do you know?"

"Yang Qiu told me." Ling Yucheng sold the best military doctor under his command without any pressure: "I don't bother to remember those words... Anyway, he saw the way Xi Wang walked and talked, and said that he must have Suffered from a stroke, although he was saved, but the inside is still not whole."

"Will it relapse?" At this time, another round of food was served, and the waiter serving the wine changed the hot wine, stepped back and stood far away with his hands down.Yuan Shao and Ling Yucheng continued the topic just now: "What will happen if you relapse?"

"It's cold in winter, and strokes are easy to attack, not to mention it's colder this year." The two obviously wanted to go together, Ling Yucheng looked sideways at Yuan Shao, just in time to meet the smile in his eyes, the corners of his lips The arc of the arc immediately became larger.

This kind of smile is also common at ordinary times, but at the banquet at this time, in front of the courtiers all over the place, they were exchanging such secret topics, this consonance made Yuan Shao feel itchy in his heart.Helplessly, the seats below were full of people, so they could only pretend to be dignified, and followed Ling Yucheng's words: "And then?"

"Then, this disease should be recuperated, with a light diet and a calm mind. Avoid fat, sweet and delicious food, avoid laborious work, anger and worry, avoid living without restraint, and eating from time to time. If you can't do it, there is no possibility of recurrence. , It will also become three points and five points, seven points and eight points."

When he said a word, the smile on Yuan Shao's lips widened.It is bitterly cold outside the Great Wall, and in winter, beef or mutton is on the table, and spirits are indispensable every day.What's more, there are continuous days of big banquets, and there will always be troubles every day until the end of Xu and the beginning of Haihai. As a prince of one party, King Xi cannot be lazy for a day.As for recuperation, such a heavy snowstorm, even if people are calm, how can the heart be calm?

"When King Xi falls, the children under him will suffer." Yuan Shao sighed leisurely. "The last generation of King Xi passed away only 20 years ago. Of King Xi's brothers, only one of the most promising ones became the deputy general of the Baotao Guard. The rest are not even qualified to kowtow to me."

He wandered around, and found that this generation of King Xi had a lot of favorites, besides the eldest son, there were seven or eight grown-up sons in the tent, who were scattered at each table holding pots and toasting, courteously persuading them.The youngest son was just ten years old, and he stood behind the seat of the eleventh prince.The child seemed to be spoiled, and he couldn't bear to do the job of serving others, so he poked there stiffly, didn't even serve the food, and didn't pour a cup of milk tea.

"Speaking of which, I watched the children of King Xi grow up. If they all end up in trouble, I can't bear to—"

That's that, you almost took his daughter as your concubine... It's just that by mistake you didn't get married, and later you took his niece as the top of the vat.Is this your "watching grow up" and "can't bear it"?

Ling Yucheng's lips twitched, but he still swallowed the sarcasm, but the smile couldn't stop spreading from the corner of his eyes.Seeing him laughing narrowly, Yuan Shao knew that he was thinking strange things, but unfortunately it was difficult to ask in front of people, so he pointed at him with the silver knife in his hand, then lowered his head and sliced ​​a piece of barbecue meat, and with a wave of his hand, even the meat The knife flew straight to Ling Yucheng's plate.

The emperor must eat the meat, but now I am really full... Ling Yucheng silently pulled out the short knife poked on the meat, swipe left, swipe right... After a while, the palm-sized roast meat was broken into bits and pieces. After cutting it into thirteen or four pieces, he let out a sigh of relief, and said to Yuan Shao with a solemn and respectful face:

"As a parent, you naturally want every child to have a good life."

He fiddled lightly with the tip of the knife, moving the bits and pieces of meat to every corner of the plate, and couldn't put them together again:

"Your Majesty's holiness is lofty, and it benefits the heirs of your ministers. If you want to come under King Xi's Jiuquan, and know your Majesty's edict, you must be grateful..."

"what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty must have a plan in mind, why don't you write it out together?"

Yuan Shao didn't think it was disobedient, he dipped the wine in the cup, made a horizontal, a vertical hook, followed by a pick.Turning their heads sideways, they saw half of the unsealed squares on the cases in front of Ling Yucheng. They shared their hearts with each other, and couldn't help looking at each other and smiling when they wiped away the drinks.

"A plan is a good plan, but you have to figure it out slowly..."

"Father! Father, wake up!" Suddenly, the panic-stricken cry of Prince Xi's son came from below the steps, "Your Majesty!"

The author has something to say: The penultimate plot officially begins (yes, it’s all foreshadowing and prelude...)

King Xi's stroke must have been caused by hyperlipidemia...