pin gold
Chapter 1, dismantling 2 catties
Two taels of skin and meat can be sold by the catty.
Zhou Lang called out, and the building was full of colorful sleeves.
There are always gossips in Yujing City. After all, it is a century-old capital. The emperor has a little pride on his feet. He always says that the world is romantic. If you use a scale to measure it, Zhongzhou Yujing City can occupy eight buckets in one stone.
In Badou, the young master of the Zhou family was able to share half of it, and the remaining half was casually thrown away by the heavenly father for the family's reckless family to share and share at the table.
Of course, this rumor is nothing to be taken seriously. After all, the master of the same rumor four or five years ago was still the heir of the Fengchen family. He was hit on the head by a girl from Yicheng's green-eyed sachet.
There are more and more princes from aristocratic families every year, and there are good-looking ones every year. They grow out of the field like cabbage every season. Anyone with a little bit of good looks will be picked out of the field for teasing. It is as lively as Yujing's oiran election once a year "Golden Lady Collection".
Zhou Tan straddled his horse all the way back to the city from outside the city. In spring, hundreds of families held banquets, and they might not be able to count all the noodles from the East Street to the West Street.
There are many advantages to meeting people, but there are also many disadvantages. The first time I encountered it was that there were a lot of invitations for the spring banquet, but I still wanted to try something new.
"Mr. Lang, remember to come tomorrow, elbow." Mrs. Shangshu of the Song family stood on the east street and waved to him, opening her arms: "Such a big elbow!"
Zhou Tan rolled his eyes and smiled, and took a turn towards Langyufang. He stepped over a series of jade shops and jade shops, and stopped in front of a rough stall at the corner with fine grass leaves.
"Do you want four fried cherries, sir?" The stall owner raised his sweat towel.
"As usual, please." He took out the food box from the bag and handed it out.
"Will Mr. Lang still write a ditty for Jin Niang Ji this year? The girls are all waiting."
"It's hard to say..." He raised his face to look at the sky, it was still sunny and fine: "There are so many good songs and good lyrics, what are you waiting for me for?"
"Lang Jun said that, what is the lyrics and music, the talent is the most important thing."
Steam rose, covered by the yellow umbrella, and the cherries poured into the vermilion food box, and the red was crowded into a big ball.He walked through the gate with the rein in one hand, facing the spacious and bright Suzaku Avenue.
In April and May, it was a good time to go out and swim in the river. The turf on the Yanchen River embankment was tortured, and it was almost bald after being stepped on.Ting Tingbi, a curvy girl, suddenly transformed into a skinny old man in the east of the city.
Carved carts of ladies on outings lined up in a row on Zhuque Street, servants and servants walked and rode horses, and the traffic was blocked.
Cars and horses bump into each other, and Suzaku Street, which has to be expanded every year at a large price, still looks a little cramped.
The jade tablet with the family emblem written on it is hanging between the curtains of the car, making a lonely sound.The aristocratic family always wants to talk about the aristocratic family's reserved appearance, and the female family members in the car are happily clustered together, with red lips floating on their faces and calling for the husband, and they also need an embroidered fan to half cover their faces, revealing only half of their affectionate eyes.
"Lang Jun, let's go up the river!"
Yingying and Yanyan called in unison.
"It's late, I'm back from going down the river." Zhou Tan replied, throwing off the folding fan and covering his lips.He held the rein in one hand, and he was very skilled in equestrianism, and fumbled with the other hand, knocking open the food box and picking out the pulp.
It really can't help but make people think too much, this man's good skill of holding the rein with one hand and galloping the horse all the way is all developed by eating, drinking, sour and sweet all the way, and his hands are familiar.
Mr. Cema Lang walked through the streets and alleys in the all the way, with a few faint smiles on his face, his temple hair drooping on his forehead, and his curly crown and hat were scattered, sliding along the ends of his hair to his ears, which made people read There are some hints of romance.
The white jade capital in the sky fell to the world, which should be the Yujing city in Nanjun County. The Yanchen River stretches out more than a dozen miles of willow dikes. In spring, the lingering willows are like silk, so that tourists don't want to go back.
Wherever there are people, there is always a book full of stories. There are countless jokes in the streets and alleys.
At first glance, this is true.
In front of the Duke's mansion, there are piles of carriages, and there is an endless stream of visitors. Qingming, the book boy in the mansion, goes out to welcome the guests. He walks left and right with his legs shaking, and after a while, he brings back a pile of curly feet. Greetings.
Holding the Zhu plate, Qingming smiled happily with his round head and round head: "Masters, I received it here today, and please hurry up tomorrow."
He jumped down the steps to push the two vermilion doors, the heavy doors under the plaque creaked, wobbling and cutting off human voices.
"Old Duke Zhou has been away for three years, why is this building still so high?" Not far away, there was a tea stand gathered in twos and twos, and someone stuck out his head shaking a cattail fan.
"You don't know about this? This house used to be the Princess' Mansion, and the two people inside are like jade leaves that fell from a golden branch. Gold is precious."
Xiao Er walked back and forth holding the long-mouthed copper pot, and while pouring water, he had to divide his mind to discuss: "The gentleman of the Zhou family, I heard that he will soon become a prince."
"I hate that I was not born in such an aristocratic family." The Confucian scholar who was seated knocked his melon seeds and sighed, and fought back shamelessly amidst the laughter.
Once the rich gate is closed, there are two worlds.
All the way in the mansion, it was so bright that it was almost on fire. Kanyu maps were spread across the corridor, the corners were already dark yellow, and even the cracked lines began to crawl along the mountains and rivers on the paper.
"Princess, the son is back."
Zhou Jintu sat leaning against the fumigation cage, with a soft rouge-colored skirt covering her body, and caught a glimpse of her elder brother who was avoiding flowers and willows amidst the whispers of the attendants.She was drowsy, and there was only a little bit of clarity left in the afternoon light.
Spring sleepy and autumn tired, very sleepy.
She raised her lazy eyes slightly, and opened her palm to pull Zhou Tan's belt. She didn't let go, but she didn't let go, her two fingers loosely hooked the jade belt buckle: "Come over, you're covering the sun."
"Entering the palace once, so tired?" Zhou Tan put the food box aside and sat on a stone step sideways, sprinkled the white clothes all the way to the ground, the sweetness of fried cherries wrapped around his tongue, he shook half of the empty box to tease her : "Try it?"
"Hey, that chair in the palace stabbed people to death." A hand with a series of jade bracelets took over the box, twisted out a handful of the remaining pulp from the scattered debris, threw it into the mouth and sucked it slowly.
She squeezed her lower abdomen, and her hands became loose, and her face was stained with sadness: "Besides, this waistcoat is a little tight. Could it be that the flesh has grown a lot in the past few days?"
That's right, the mouth is still moving fast, sucking like a hamster: "Mrs. Song's soy elbow, remember to cut half of it for me and bring it back tomorrow."
Zhou Tan laughed for a while, and lightly brushed the broken flowers that fell into her hair and lingered, and the flowers and leaves stopped on her fingertips: "Most of the envoys from the north and south have passed the boundary river, and the banquet is waiting for you." Well. You said that there will be a banquet in the palace, will you make elbows?"
Zhou Jintu sat up slightly, with a stretched waist, and opened a pair of clear eyes to approach the person who was biting the cherry: "The emerald elbow and white jade elbow in the palace, what are you eating? I don’t know if it’s about life or death, or…”
The rest of the words turned and turned on the tongue before they fell out: "Selling flesh and blood?"
"Two taels of skin and flesh, you can sell it by the catty." Zhou Tan peeled off the fresh orange covered under his sleeve, and cut it in half.
Zhou Jintu stretched out his hand impatiently, and he opened it lightly. Chunri's fresh oranges are growing well, with yellow skin and flesh attached to them, and there is still a puddle of water dripping.
Rumors of getting married have been circulating in Yujing City for too long. The emperor in the palace would not take the family relationship as a big deal, not to mention a pair of golden branches and jade leaves without father and mother, which can be called a very good choice.
There is no better choice than this.
Zhou Tan snorted lightly, this marriage certificate, you have to recognize it, you have to recognize it, you have to recognize it, it just depends on who recognizes it.
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Thousands of miles away on the boundary river, the horses of the north were galloping, with flesh and blood dripping from their sturdy skins. He Lianyu, holding the reins, crossed the boundary bridge all the way, and fell into the formation lined with knives and halberds on the south bank.
Her eyebrows and eyes are sharp and sharp, and the eagle feathers on the crown inlaid with gold are flaring. The birthday gold produced in Liangzhou is so bright that it almost burns people's eyes under the sunlight.
"Marquis of Pingliang." The array opened a line, and the young general of Nanjun pulled his horse forward, saluting her from afar.
The carved bow hangs on his back, like a crescent moon floating, but this moon seems to be stretched too tight.
"General Lu." She spoke word by word, taking apart each word and rolling it on the tip of her tongue, before uttering it hoarsely in Nanjun official dialect, which was not smooth.
The rules of Nanjun defended by the aristocratic family, the monarch, the minister, the father, the son, and the son, these words are placed north of the Jiehe River, not even a pile of waste paper.
Nanyan Pass cuts off the Yanchen River that goes north all the way, and even the spring breeze is afraid to move forward. There is no distinction between men and women, and there are few differences between children and concubines on the Qianli grassland. On the ground, the heads and flesh of the twelve tribes, in the middle of the vast sea of hundreds of feet, piled up a bloody scene.
Under the iron heel of the vast sea rushing for thousands of miles, Liangzhou stopped, turned and stopped like a dice, and finally fell into Helian's arrow basket.
The old king's head was hung in front of the middle tent by He Lianjun, and the situation in the northern land trembled to a halt on a thin thread.
The middle tent of the Helian family became the end of one end of this thread, and the reputation of killing and cutting spread to Nanjun, and there was no shortage of it.
The emperor was so frightened that he rushed to repair the book and fix it.
Nanjun's book of rites arrived very quickly, and the change of ownership of the central tent was only a matter of late winter and early spring. This mission had already traveled thousands of miles south and entered Changzhou Prefecture on the back of the abundant spring grass in late spring.
Lu Chengyan drove the horses alongside He Lianyu, the Nanjun horses are always better at agility and dexterity, but when they bumped into the Hanhai horses, they looked young and soft, Pingliang Hou Zi immediately gave a sideways look, half a smile but not a smile, and pulled up her thin lips "I heard that General Lu was from the Lu family in Changzhou. I don't know how bowing is compared to his ancestors. Only the wife of the Lu family is famous in Changzhou. Today, I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of it. This trip is not worthwhile."
Lu Chengyan just sneered, and didn't bother to glance at her: "Your Excellency is such a beauty, why belittle yourself."
Hearing the words, the man let out a series of laughs, let his horse run away from the mission, and ran all the way amidst the exclamation, and went straight to the post house at the end of the long road.Lu Chengyan didn't chase after him, he just rode leisurely on the white horse.
There is a main street, which is connected to the post house, and people are crowding on both sides to watch.He Lianyu glanced at the curious crowd, but deliberately slowed down her horse's hooves. She was very interested, looking at the crowd who was also looking at her at the same time.
Helian's reputation in Nanjun is not very famous.In other words, the whole Northland is the protagonist of the story of eating children and gnawing babies.
She grinned at the baby in her mother's arms, gray-blue light spots floated in her eyeballs, the eyes of the northerners were more or less blue and green.
"Aniang, this sister has really pretty eyes."
"Shut up." The woman pinched him.
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It's almost dusk.
A series of lotus lanterns have been laid out in the Yujing Palace, and the light of candles is shining on the tile ridge.The palace put on new makeup and waited to welcome the distant guests, and the people in the palace also put on new clothes, strolling around the garden in twos and threes.
Emperor Yuankang held Zhou Jintu's palm and swam all the way, with the concubines in red and willow green sticking behind him.
The concubines covered their lips with small fans, and spoke in a scattered manner, lowering their voices.
"This Princess Qinghe is more favored than us."
"My sister is still drinking the jealousy of the princess. I think, not to mention the princess, that noble lady of Lihua is not much more expensive than our gold."
A kind smile appeared between the middle-aged emperor's brows: "Jinniang has grown so big in a flash, she looks more and more like my younger sister."
She bent down to listen obediently, and then looked up at the emperor with her sleeves folded up, with a look of innocence in her eyes: "People say that brother and mother are like each other, but you see in the teahouse that Zhou Lang is like jade, and thousands of people love him." Thousands of people chased each other, and the scriptures were spread to the north, and no one mentioned me. If you want me to say it, only my uncle has a good vision."
Hearing this, the emperor smiled so much that his brows and eyes quivered: "You, you, Qinghe was very rigid when he was a child, how can you be so painful."
Zhou Jintu was too conspicuous among the female relatives. She was wearing a vermilion flowing fairy dress, and even a few East China Sea pearls were adorned on the girdle. The neck line was exposed, and she looked like jade and snow in the spring breeze.
The servant carrying the coat came cautiously, but she gently pushed it away: "I'm afraid it's hot for some reason recently, so I don't need to wear it."
This unruly figure walked with his back to the emperor, and when he smelled a begonia, he happily folded it down for others to see.
She is like a butterfly beckoning bees and eye-catching, her whole body is red and trembling like fire and crabapple flowers, the color that is about to burn.
Zhou Tanhou was at the end of the garden, separated from the crowd in the garden. He changed into his official uniform, his official hat was properly put on, and he held a big gift when he saw the emperor.
"You child, why are you meeting me?"
Emperor Yuankang helped Zhou Tan up, glanced carefully at his eyebrows, and turned his head to talk about the trivial matters of entertaining the mission: "After all, he is from the middle account, and the etiquette must not be less. Yuan Lang, your cousin is unreasonable. Please remember to take care of the reception."
"I should do my best." He bowed to signal, his integrity beyond reproach.
The emperor's sleeves fell to the top of his hair, lightly brushing his formal hat.
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He Lianyun rolled up the curtain soaked in spring snow, looked out under the white moon, the sound of the iron hooves of the vast sea still did not stop, the roar and hot wind of the mine were blowing up from the east, a swallow landed on his wrist, and the skin feathers slippery.
The moonlight cast a half-line halo on the corner of his forehead, making the sharp edge of the jaw stand out. Yan snuggled into his palm and pecked at the wheat seeds. He folded his palm and stared at the carved golden finger that was hooped on it a few days ago.
He Lianjun, who stirred up the wind and rain all over the city in the north, lay down on the golden couch at the beginning of the year, and within a few days, he took off his armor and walked leisurely. The position of the majesty seemed to be a sweetness that he tasted immediately. Put it in the eldest son's mouth.
He dragged his companions to Haizhou to run his own horse, leaving all the rest of the chores to his adopted son.
It made the people in Beidi enviously say that raising a child can take over, and raising two children can make a living with a civil and a martial arts.Turning his head to look at his own, they are all from debt collection.
The great shaman imitated the etiquette of Nanjun and put on his crown to look for the monarch, but in the empty middle tent, he cried and threw himself on the stern-faced eldest prince.The letter from Nandi arrived almost on the same day, inviting such a mission to the south.
He Lianyun caught the slight human voice in his ear, and asked, "But the mission has arrived?"
"Exactly. The mission has already crossed the boundary river, and in a few days, they will arrive at Yujing City."
The Yan in the finger cage was released by He Lianyun, and jumped up into the air: "Gu wants to see, what kind of sincere congratulatory gift this southern monarch can give."
"What if the words in the "Gold and Silver Tie" really count?"
The great shaman held the banner, covering the slight pity in his eyes: "The world is vertical and horizontal, and there is a way in the end. If this is really a glimmer of life, the majesty must grasp it."
The throbbing pain in the forehead was almost accompanied by the fog that blocked the moonlight. After more than ten years of tossing and rolling through the pain, I have gotten used to it.
He Lianyun sneered softly in the night wind: "The world is not benevolent, how can you show mercy? This is fate, it's just teasing people's hearts."
The pain that almost tore the soul and the torture that spread to the bones, he endured it for a while, allowing the nerves to gradually become numb, he only raised his jaw and stared at the boundless sky, his eyes filled with mockery: "I am not worthy to be a guide."
The nights in the Northland have no spring feeling to be found, the snow that has accumulated all winter has not melted, and it is wet like a blanket on the pasture.
The white moon was hanging in the sky, and the moonlight fell all over the snow, Qing Lingling, as cold as frost.
The author says:
Revised some details.
There will be fate.
Many thanks to everyone who is willing to read and give feedback——
Zhou Lang called out, and the building was full of colorful sleeves.
There are always gossips in Yujing City. After all, it is a century-old capital. The emperor has a little pride on his feet. He always says that the world is romantic. If you use a scale to measure it, Zhongzhou Yujing City can occupy eight buckets in one stone.
In Badou, the young master of the Zhou family was able to share half of it, and the remaining half was casually thrown away by the heavenly father for the family's reckless family to share and share at the table.
Of course, this rumor is nothing to be taken seriously. After all, the master of the same rumor four or five years ago was still the heir of the Fengchen family. He was hit on the head by a girl from Yicheng's green-eyed sachet.
There are more and more princes from aristocratic families every year, and there are good-looking ones every year. They grow out of the field like cabbage every season. Anyone with a little bit of good looks will be picked out of the field for teasing. It is as lively as Yujing's oiran election once a year "Golden Lady Collection".
Zhou Tan straddled his horse all the way back to the city from outside the city. In spring, hundreds of families held banquets, and they might not be able to count all the noodles from the East Street to the West Street.
There are many advantages to meeting people, but there are also many disadvantages. The first time I encountered it was that there were a lot of invitations for the spring banquet, but I still wanted to try something new.
"Mr. Lang, remember to come tomorrow, elbow." Mrs. Shangshu of the Song family stood on the east street and waved to him, opening her arms: "Such a big elbow!"
Zhou Tan rolled his eyes and smiled, and took a turn towards Langyufang. He stepped over a series of jade shops and jade shops, and stopped in front of a rough stall at the corner with fine grass leaves.
"Do you want four fried cherries, sir?" The stall owner raised his sweat towel.
"As usual, please." He took out the food box from the bag and handed it out.
"Will Mr. Lang still write a ditty for Jin Niang Ji this year? The girls are all waiting."
"It's hard to say..." He raised his face to look at the sky, it was still sunny and fine: "There are so many good songs and good lyrics, what are you waiting for me for?"
"Lang Jun said that, what is the lyrics and music, the talent is the most important thing."
Steam rose, covered by the yellow umbrella, and the cherries poured into the vermilion food box, and the red was crowded into a big ball.He walked through the gate with the rein in one hand, facing the spacious and bright Suzaku Avenue.
In April and May, it was a good time to go out and swim in the river. The turf on the Yanchen River embankment was tortured, and it was almost bald after being stepped on.Ting Tingbi, a curvy girl, suddenly transformed into a skinny old man in the east of the city.
Carved carts of ladies on outings lined up in a row on Zhuque Street, servants and servants walked and rode horses, and the traffic was blocked.
Cars and horses bump into each other, and Suzaku Street, which has to be expanded every year at a large price, still looks a little cramped.
The jade tablet with the family emblem written on it is hanging between the curtains of the car, making a lonely sound.The aristocratic family always wants to talk about the aristocratic family's reserved appearance, and the female family members in the car are happily clustered together, with red lips floating on their faces and calling for the husband, and they also need an embroidered fan to half cover their faces, revealing only half of their affectionate eyes.
"Lang Jun, let's go up the river!"
Yingying and Yanyan called in unison.
"It's late, I'm back from going down the river." Zhou Tan replied, throwing off the folding fan and covering his lips.He held the rein in one hand, and he was very skilled in equestrianism, and fumbled with the other hand, knocking open the food box and picking out the pulp.
It really can't help but make people think too much, this man's good skill of holding the rein with one hand and galloping the horse all the way is all developed by eating, drinking, sour and sweet all the way, and his hands are familiar.
Mr. Cema Lang walked through the streets and alleys in the all the way, with a few faint smiles on his face, his temple hair drooping on his forehead, and his curly crown and hat were scattered, sliding along the ends of his hair to his ears, which made people read There are some hints of romance.
The white jade capital in the sky fell to the world, which should be the Yujing city in Nanjun County. The Yanchen River stretches out more than a dozen miles of willow dikes. In spring, the lingering willows are like silk, so that tourists don't want to go back.
Wherever there are people, there is always a book full of stories. There are countless jokes in the streets and alleys.
At first glance, this is true.
In front of the Duke's mansion, there are piles of carriages, and there is an endless stream of visitors. Qingming, the book boy in the mansion, goes out to welcome the guests. He walks left and right with his legs shaking, and after a while, he brings back a pile of curly feet. Greetings.
Holding the Zhu plate, Qingming smiled happily with his round head and round head: "Masters, I received it here today, and please hurry up tomorrow."
He jumped down the steps to push the two vermilion doors, the heavy doors under the plaque creaked, wobbling and cutting off human voices.
"Old Duke Zhou has been away for three years, why is this building still so high?" Not far away, there was a tea stand gathered in twos and twos, and someone stuck out his head shaking a cattail fan.
"You don't know about this? This house used to be the Princess' Mansion, and the two people inside are like jade leaves that fell from a golden branch. Gold is precious."
Xiao Er walked back and forth holding the long-mouthed copper pot, and while pouring water, he had to divide his mind to discuss: "The gentleman of the Zhou family, I heard that he will soon become a prince."
"I hate that I was not born in such an aristocratic family." The Confucian scholar who was seated knocked his melon seeds and sighed, and fought back shamelessly amidst the laughter.
Once the rich gate is closed, there are two worlds.
All the way in the mansion, it was so bright that it was almost on fire. Kanyu maps were spread across the corridor, the corners were already dark yellow, and even the cracked lines began to crawl along the mountains and rivers on the paper.
"Princess, the son is back."
Zhou Jintu sat leaning against the fumigation cage, with a soft rouge-colored skirt covering her body, and caught a glimpse of her elder brother who was avoiding flowers and willows amidst the whispers of the attendants.She was drowsy, and there was only a little bit of clarity left in the afternoon light.
Spring sleepy and autumn tired, very sleepy.
She raised her lazy eyes slightly, and opened her palm to pull Zhou Tan's belt. She didn't let go, but she didn't let go, her two fingers loosely hooked the jade belt buckle: "Come over, you're covering the sun."
"Entering the palace once, so tired?" Zhou Tan put the food box aside and sat on a stone step sideways, sprinkled the white clothes all the way to the ground, the sweetness of fried cherries wrapped around his tongue, he shook half of the empty box to tease her : "Try it?"
"Hey, that chair in the palace stabbed people to death." A hand with a series of jade bracelets took over the box, twisted out a handful of the remaining pulp from the scattered debris, threw it into the mouth and sucked it slowly.
She squeezed her lower abdomen, and her hands became loose, and her face was stained with sadness: "Besides, this waistcoat is a little tight. Could it be that the flesh has grown a lot in the past few days?"
That's right, the mouth is still moving fast, sucking like a hamster: "Mrs. Song's soy elbow, remember to cut half of it for me and bring it back tomorrow."
Zhou Tan laughed for a while, and lightly brushed the broken flowers that fell into her hair and lingered, and the flowers and leaves stopped on her fingertips: "Most of the envoys from the north and south have passed the boundary river, and the banquet is waiting for you." Well. You said that there will be a banquet in the palace, will you make elbows?"
Zhou Jintu sat up slightly, with a stretched waist, and opened a pair of clear eyes to approach the person who was biting the cherry: "The emerald elbow and white jade elbow in the palace, what are you eating? I don’t know if it’s about life or death, or…”
The rest of the words turned and turned on the tongue before they fell out: "Selling flesh and blood?"
"Two taels of skin and flesh, you can sell it by the catty." Zhou Tan peeled off the fresh orange covered under his sleeve, and cut it in half.
Zhou Jintu stretched out his hand impatiently, and he opened it lightly. Chunri's fresh oranges are growing well, with yellow skin and flesh attached to them, and there is still a puddle of water dripping.
Rumors of getting married have been circulating in Yujing City for too long. The emperor in the palace would not take the family relationship as a big deal, not to mention a pair of golden branches and jade leaves without father and mother, which can be called a very good choice.
There is no better choice than this.
Zhou Tan snorted lightly, this marriage certificate, you have to recognize it, you have to recognize it, you have to recognize it, it just depends on who recognizes it.
-
Thousands of miles away on the boundary river, the horses of the north were galloping, with flesh and blood dripping from their sturdy skins. He Lianyu, holding the reins, crossed the boundary bridge all the way, and fell into the formation lined with knives and halberds on the south bank.
Her eyebrows and eyes are sharp and sharp, and the eagle feathers on the crown inlaid with gold are flaring. The birthday gold produced in Liangzhou is so bright that it almost burns people's eyes under the sunlight.
"Marquis of Pingliang." The array opened a line, and the young general of Nanjun pulled his horse forward, saluting her from afar.
The carved bow hangs on his back, like a crescent moon floating, but this moon seems to be stretched too tight.
"General Lu." She spoke word by word, taking apart each word and rolling it on the tip of her tongue, before uttering it hoarsely in Nanjun official dialect, which was not smooth.
The rules of Nanjun defended by the aristocratic family, the monarch, the minister, the father, the son, and the son, these words are placed north of the Jiehe River, not even a pile of waste paper.
Nanyan Pass cuts off the Yanchen River that goes north all the way, and even the spring breeze is afraid to move forward. There is no distinction between men and women, and there are few differences between children and concubines on the Qianli grassland. On the ground, the heads and flesh of the twelve tribes, in the middle of the vast sea of hundreds of feet, piled up a bloody scene.
Under the iron heel of the vast sea rushing for thousands of miles, Liangzhou stopped, turned and stopped like a dice, and finally fell into Helian's arrow basket.
The old king's head was hung in front of the middle tent by He Lianjun, and the situation in the northern land trembled to a halt on a thin thread.
The middle tent of the Helian family became the end of one end of this thread, and the reputation of killing and cutting spread to Nanjun, and there was no shortage of it.
The emperor was so frightened that he rushed to repair the book and fix it.
Nanjun's book of rites arrived very quickly, and the change of ownership of the central tent was only a matter of late winter and early spring. This mission had already traveled thousands of miles south and entered Changzhou Prefecture on the back of the abundant spring grass in late spring.
Lu Chengyan drove the horses alongside He Lianyu, the Nanjun horses are always better at agility and dexterity, but when they bumped into the Hanhai horses, they looked young and soft, Pingliang Hou Zi immediately gave a sideways look, half a smile but not a smile, and pulled up her thin lips "I heard that General Lu was from the Lu family in Changzhou. I don't know how bowing is compared to his ancestors. Only the wife of the Lu family is famous in Changzhou. Today, I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of it. This trip is not worthwhile."
Lu Chengyan just sneered, and didn't bother to glance at her: "Your Excellency is such a beauty, why belittle yourself."
Hearing the words, the man let out a series of laughs, let his horse run away from the mission, and ran all the way amidst the exclamation, and went straight to the post house at the end of the long road.Lu Chengyan didn't chase after him, he just rode leisurely on the white horse.
There is a main street, which is connected to the post house, and people are crowding on both sides to watch.He Lianyu glanced at the curious crowd, but deliberately slowed down her horse's hooves. She was very interested, looking at the crowd who was also looking at her at the same time.
Helian's reputation in Nanjun is not very famous.In other words, the whole Northland is the protagonist of the story of eating children and gnawing babies.
She grinned at the baby in her mother's arms, gray-blue light spots floated in her eyeballs, the eyes of the northerners were more or less blue and green.
"Aniang, this sister has really pretty eyes."
"Shut up." The woman pinched him.
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It's almost dusk.
A series of lotus lanterns have been laid out in the Yujing Palace, and the light of candles is shining on the tile ridge.The palace put on new makeup and waited to welcome the distant guests, and the people in the palace also put on new clothes, strolling around the garden in twos and threes.
Emperor Yuankang held Zhou Jintu's palm and swam all the way, with the concubines in red and willow green sticking behind him.
The concubines covered their lips with small fans, and spoke in a scattered manner, lowering their voices.
"This Princess Qinghe is more favored than us."
"My sister is still drinking the jealousy of the princess. I think, not to mention the princess, that noble lady of Lihua is not much more expensive than our gold."
A kind smile appeared between the middle-aged emperor's brows: "Jinniang has grown so big in a flash, she looks more and more like my younger sister."
She bent down to listen obediently, and then looked up at the emperor with her sleeves folded up, with a look of innocence in her eyes: "People say that brother and mother are like each other, but you see in the teahouse that Zhou Lang is like jade, and thousands of people love him." Thousands of people chased each other, and the scriptures were spread to the north, and no one mentioned me. If you want me to say it, only my uncle has a good vision."
Hearing this, the emperor smiled so much that his brows and eyes quivered: "You, you, Qinghe was very rigid when he was a child, how can you be so painful."
Zhou Jintu was too conspicuous among the female relatives. She was wearing a vermilion flowing fairy dress, and even a few East China Sea pearls were adorned on the girdle. The neck line was exposed, and she looked like jade and snow in the spring breeze.
The servant carrying the coat came cautiously, but she gently pushed it away: "I'm afraid it's hot for some reason recently, so I don't need to wear it."
This unruly figure walked with his back to the emperor, and when he smelled a begonia, he happily folded it down for others to see.
She is like a butterfly beckoning bees and eye-catching, her whole body is red and trembling like fire and crabapple flowers, the color that is about to burn.
Zhou Tanhou was at the end of the garden, separated from the crowd in the garden. He changed into his official uniform, his official hat was properly put on, and he held a big gift when he saw the emperor.
"You child, why are you meeting me?"
Emperor Yuankang helped Zhou Tan up, glanced carefully at his eyebrows, and turned his head to talk about the trivial matters of entertaining the mission: "After all, he is from the middle account, and the etiquette must not be less. Yuan Lang, your cousin is unreasonable. Please remember to take care of the reception."
"I should do my best." He bowed to signal, his integrity beyond reproach.
The emperor's sleeves fell to the top of his hair, lightly brushing his formal hat.
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He Lianyun rolled up the curtain soaked in spring snow, looked out under the white moon, the sound of the iron hooves of the vast sea still did not stop, the roar and hot wind of the mine were blowing up from the east, a swallow landed on his wrist, and the skin feathers slippery.
The moonlight cast a half-line halo on the corner of his forehead, making the sharp edge of the jaw stand out. Yan snuggled into his palm and pecked at the wheat seeds. He folded his palm and stared at the carved golden finger that was hooped on it a few days ago.
He Lianjun, who stirred up the wind and rain all over the city in the north, lay down on the golden couch at the beginning of the year, and within a few days, he took off his armor and walked leisurely. The position of the majesty seemed to be a sweetness that he tasted immediately. Put it in the eldest son's mouth.
He dragged his companions to Haizhou to run his own horse, leaving all the rest of the chores to his adopted son.
It made the people in Beidi enviously say that raising a child can take over, and raising two children can make a living with a civil and a martial arts.Turning his head to look at his own, they are all from debt collection.
The great shaman imitated the etiquette of Nanjun and put on his crown to look for the monarch, but in the empty middle tent, he cried and threw himself on the stern-faced eldest prince.The letter from Nandi arrived almost on the same day, inviting such a mission to the south.
He Lianyun caught the slight human voice in his ear, and asked, "But the mission has arrived?"
"Exactly. The mission has already crossed the boundary river, and in a few days, they will arrive at Yujing City."
The Yan in the finger cage was released by He Lianyun, and jumped up into the air: "Gu wants to see, what kind of sincere congratulatory gift this southern monarch can give."
"What if the words in the "Gold and Silver Tie" really count?"
The great shaman held the banner, covering the slight pity in his eyes: "The world is vertical and horizontal, and there is a way in the end. If this is really a glimmer of life, the majesty must grasp it."
The throbbing pain in the forehead was almost accompanied by the fog that blocked the moonlight. After more than ten years of tossing and rolling through the pain, I have gotten used to it.
He Lianyun sneered softly in the night wind: "The world is not benevolent, how can you show mercy? This is fate, it's just teasing people's hearts."
The pain that almost tore the soul and the torture that spread to the bones, he endured it for a while, allowing the nerves to gradually become numb, he only raised his jaw and stared at the boundless sky, his eyes filled with mockery: "I am not worthy to be a guide."
The nights in the Northland have no spring feeling to be found, the snow that has accumulated all winter has not melted, and it is wet like a blanket on the pasture.
The white moon was hanging in the sky, and the moonlight fell all over the snow, Qing Lingling, as cold as frost.
The author says:
Revised some details.
There will be fate.
Many thanks to everyone who is willing to read and give feedback——
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