[Twelve o'clock in Chang'an] Six states song head

The winter in Chang'an is very cold, but the winter in Chang'an is beautiful. There are lively crowds and loud drum music everywhere. Her father hugs her and shuttles through the crowd. Occasionally, someone who looks up at her will show a kind smile.

Ji Jiang suddenly woke up from the darkness, and she looked around in a daze.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Chang'an when she was a child, and her father's body that gradually changed from warm to cold.

In the time of Xu, all things are extinct.

"Is everything packed?"

"It's all packed up."

"Installed on the frame by Long Wujun, the movement should be brisk and not eye-catching."

"Here."

With the support of his beloved woman, the saint with white hair and beard tremblingly walked to the door of the bedroom palace, looking at the dark buildings in the distance, or maybe looking at an even more distant place.

"Shiro...will leave in an hour, let's rest for a while..."

"No need."

This is the most glorious place in Chang'an, and even Datang, but now, the master who once gave her unprecedented glory is leaving her.

At the time of Hai, Dayuan offers, all things are in the sky, and they are hidden deep.

"Boss, are we really leaving like this?"

"An order from above."

"What about those who stay?"

"..."

When Zishi was sleepy, it was the first sprout of all things in chaos, hidden under the Yellow Spring.

"Walk."

In the darkness, the heavy palace door opened slowly. This time, it no longer opened its arms to everyone who tried to take risks in this city as before, but sent away a group of people quietly .

Everyone tried to slow down their steps so as not to alarm anyone.

"Leaving like this, I don't even have the courage to resist."

"What a humiliation."

When it is ugly, it is red and vigorous, and luck rises rapidly, and everything is as it is.

Xu Hezi was woken up by the sisters who entered the palace with her from her hometown. She said in a panic, "Hezi, the saint... the saint and the imperial concubine...they are all gone!"

Xu Hezi was a little dazed, she pushed away her fellow countrymen, got up and walked out, only to realize that today's Daming Palace seems to be much quieter than before, as if to confirm what the fellow countrymen said.

Xu Hezi was not surprised.

Reports of battles are spreading frequently, and the war is imminent, but the people she has been with for the past ten years are still unwilling to believe that this ten years of undisturbed stability has turned the saint into a "god" again. God is ruthless, how can he care about people? feel.

Looking at the polished sky, Xu Hezi softly sang a song she was familiar with but hadn't sung for a long time:

"The days are so short, and the hundred years are full of suffering. The sky is vast, and the eons are boundless, too long—"

As if awakened by her singing, the palace people who were trapped in this deep palace gradually woke up. Some of them hadn't dressed yet, but they came out one after another attracted by the singing, looking up at Xu Hezi.

Xu Hezi seemed to have returned to the night of Shangyuan in the third year of Tianbao. The people in Chang'an looked up at her under the lantern car, as if she was a fairy sent by the gods in the sky to protect the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The fellow villager took her by the hand and said, "Hezi, let's get out of here quickly!" "

When Yinshi takes Tige, everything rises from the sun.

Thousands of hectares of sunlight shone through the clouds, beams of light pierced the land of Chang'an like sharp swords, and the guard of honor stood neatly at the gate of the palace, but no one spoke.The palace gate of the Daming Palace was pushed open by the few officials who barely supported the court. They seemed to have pushed open the gate of hell. Luggage, and some palace people broke into the inner palace and began to collect the things in the palace into their pockets.

All officials watched this scene dumbfounded, without any action.

Where is the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the Shang Kingdom?These palace people who used to be well-organized are now probably not as good as the disaster victims.

I don't know who shouted: "The saint is gone! Let's run for our lives too!"

Huo Ran woke up with a start and was in a mess.

When Maoshi is single, Yang Qi pushes everything up.

There are many followers, and there are carriages following them. Even if the road is flat, the saint's carriages have just arrived at a post station not far from Chang'an City.

"Your minister has ordered people to burn down the temporary bridge. No matter how fast the dogs and rats of An Lushan march, without the temporary bridge, they will not be able to catch up in a short while!"

Yan Taizhen was silent on one side, Tan Qi whispered to her: "Sister Yu Huan, the bridge cannot be burned, if the bridge is burned, the people will not even have a chance to escape..."

Yan Yuhuan, the pampered imperial concubine, showed a sad smile, and said incorrectly, "I suddenly remembered an incident ten years ago... I never thought that after ten years, all this will still be inevitable."

Tan Qi knew that she was talking about the Shangyuan Festival in the third year of Tianbao, so he remained silent.

Looking at the prime minister he trusted like Lin Jiulang, the old sage suddenly felt the vicissitudes of life, and sighed: "Everyone avoids thieves to survive, but there is no way out!"

Guo Lishi went away at the sound and ordered You Xiaowei to put out the fire.

Chenshi holds Xu, and the things that lie in hibernation are released by applying and relaxing.

"They're all gone! They're all gone!"

"What are you muttering about? Hurry up and look for something to eat. If you can't explain it, you will be punished! I don't know how many people will starve to death! It's okay to run away, run to a safer place, at least there will be no danger of life .”

"Boss, we are all hungry and can't get enough to eat, so let them..."

"If you don't care about the saint, who will restore Chang'an?"

"We!" Xiaobing ran two steps, caught up with his captain, and said, "I heard that Yan Guozhong ordered people to burn down the temporary bridge. Let's listen to what he can do with this kind of bastard! It's better to kill him and make a fuss. number!"

His captain suddenly sighed, he looked at him and said, "Do you know Quelhodo?"

Que Le Huo Duo really came to Chang'an and Tang Dynasty.

At that time, the great barrenness fell, and all things came out blazingly, and suddenly fell.

Now it is winter, and the wind in Longyou is like a knife. Cheng Shen put down the pen in his hand, walked to the courtyard and looked at the towering mountains without saying a word. The previous light has been covered by dark clouds. Cheng Shen is here After seven years, it is clear that this is a signal that the snow is coming.

Sure enough, after a while, the wind and snow hit hard, the snow flakes were like blades, and it hurt people's faces.

As the fighting became more and more intense, Feng Changqing was also dispatched to Luoyang to guard, while Cheng Shen was left behind in the Anxi Protectorate.

"If I can't come back, it will depend on you and the brothers to put down the rebellion in the future."

At this time, Cheng Shen was able to experience Zhang Xiaojing's feelings on this land like never before. He turned back to the house and wrote a poem:

"The barbarian army is full of energy, and the bones of the battlefield are wrapped around the grass roots. The sword river is windy and the snow is wide, and the sand mouth is frozen and the horse's hooves are off. King Yaxiangqin has worked hard and hard, and vowed to repay the Lord Jingbian Chen."

He pondered for a moment, and wrote again: "In ancient times, no one has missed the history, but now we see the ancients who have made great achievements and famous places."

At noon, all things are in full bloom.

"Rebelling against the Hu and breaking obedience, the world is falling apart, not because of human favor, how can it be revived? If a husband has a country, great filial piety can survive in the community. Now when the Supreme One enters Shu, the Sanguan Pass is in the east. It is not owned by the royal family. How can it be maintained by human affection? Your Highness should buy and recruit heroes, go to Hexi temporarily, tidy up the army and horses, gather no less than 10 soldiers to defend the frontier, Guangbi, Ziyi, and the whole army in Heshuo, and plan for recovery, the best plan."

The son's words lingered in the prince's ears like a curse, not only for the revival of the Tang Dynasty, from Lin Jiulang to Yan Guozhong, he could no longer be a useless prince waiting to be deposed, and now It is the most appropriate time to get rid of the haze of his father and Yan Guozhong.

Li Fuguo said in his ear: "Prince, please remember that General Chen Xuanli of the Longwu Army is loyal to the saint. We can take advantage of this opportunity and use his hands to get rid of Concubine Yan Gui and Yan Guozhong. The right guard who is loyal to you, Gan Shoucheng, will have nothing to do with the crown prince. When the time comes to revive the Tang Dynasty, the sage will look at you with admiration... Isn't the throne even easier to come by?"

The prince covered his face with his hands and did not speak for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he broke the silence: "Go and contact General Chen Xuanli."

In the future, there will be harmony, yin and yang will harmonize, and all things will be born.

"There are orders from above."

"We are all going to starve to death, why do we listen to orders!"

"After completing the military order, there will be food."

"...What military order?"

"Kill Yan Guozhong."

When Shen Shi was on the beach, all things sprang out and hung down.

The weather was gloomy and cold, with black clouds rolling in the sky, and few stars could be seen at night. It seemed that it was going to snow. The soldiers had been looking for food all day, but the saint and many concubines, princes and emperors Sun, there is only so much food, how can there be enough to eat, the royal family can't eat enough, naturally there is no share for the people below, the soldiers have been hungry for a day, and they don't even have enough to eat, and they have to endure hunger and fatigue in the cold, so naturally they must complain .For the sake of concealment, no one is allowed to light lamps after the night rest, and soldiers who are not on duty can only rest on each other's legs, but at this moment, who can really sleep.

"Boss, you said that you are so powerful, you know a little bit about everything, what is wrong with you, why are you a soldier?"

"If I hadn't been a soldier, I would have been those poor people in Chang'an City at this moment. Following the saint, at least I still have a chance to recover Chang'an."

"Why does it have to be Chang'an? It's not a good place to go."

"Chang'an is different."

"What's the difference?"

"I've heard people say, 'It's bustling and prosperous for thousands of years, and there is no city greater than Chang'an City'. I have been in the army for so many years, just for the belief of Chang'an, and I have no regrets in nine deaths."

"Boss, you are really strange. If you want me to say, the truly great ones are not saints, nor Chang'an, but people from Chang'an. If they are gone, why should we soldiers guard?"

He smiled and didn't speak.

When you are in trouble, everything is awning.

There were fewer and fewer people around the saint, and the atmosphere of fear continued to permeate among the palace people. Yan Yu felt something in his heart, his expression was gloomy, and his beautiful face became even more bleak.

Tan Qi comforted: "Sister Yu Huan, don't worry, tomorrow will be fine."

Yan Yuhuan just murmured to himself: "When I was in the Huae Tower, General Guo told me not to forget that Shiro protected me. When Shiro needs me, it will be the day I repay it. Is it necessary for this day? Here we come..." She looked up at Tanqi and said, "It will be fine tomorrow, isn't it?"

Tan Qi was speechless, before saying after a long time: "Everything will be fine."

In the time of Xu, all things are extinct.

"Yan Guozhong conspired against the barbarians!"

The leader calmly chopped the man into pieces, lifted his head up again, walked calmly to the west gate tower, and hung the head on the city gate. He looked up at the sky, his dry eyes suddenly A drop of crystal tear fell.

Li Bi suddenly opened his eyes. In the lonely white field, a few snowflakes fell from the gray sky and happened to land on the tip of his nose. He silently raised his head and blinked at the gray screen.

Jiang Zhu was sitting in front of the desk, clutching the writing brush with her slightly red fingers, slipped and landed on the ground, splashing a large amount of ink, she couldn't help but stare at the ink, then looked out the window, exhaled a breath of white air, which slowly dissipated up in the air.

Daughter Li Mi, who was snuggling beside her, murmured in a daze, "Grandfather...Auntie..."

Jiang Zhu hurriedly patted her daughter's back lightly to lull her to sleep.

"On the [-]th, when I arrived at Mawei, six people including Guan Wei Jiansu and Nan'e, Yang Guozhong and Nanxuan, Wei Fangjin and Nan Yuanxiang entered the post to live. There were more than [-] Tubo riders. Then Guozhong said: "A certain class of people from other lands who came to encounter national difficulties, please show me the way back." Guozhong Fang said, and the army passed on the introduction: "Yang Guozhong is against Tubo, and Wei Fangjin is also connected." For a while, he surrounded the post with his armor, Guozhong said: "Lushan has become an owl, persecuting your father, how much more do you imitate the evil?" The soldiers said: "You are a traitor, who should you say?""

When Yao Ru Neng wrote this sentence, he couldn't help looking at the spirit tablet of He Lao enshrined at home.

Everyone hated him for betraying the crown prince and Li Bi, but He Jian was the only one who regretted it, and his affection for him was evident. Yao Ru-neng also regarded him as a teacher, so he set up a spiritual tablet at home to enshrine.

"Grandpa, Grandpa! Shangyuan Ankang!"

Yao Ru Neng put down the pen in his hand, put his arms around his daughter and said, "Tricky, if you want to go out and play, just follow your mother."

"No, I want grandpa to accompany me! Auntie said, I don't know who fed the medicine to grandpa, and grandpa knows that he is busy with law and order and catching robbers all day long, or he is hiding in the room and writing things that cannot be printed in a fair manner. I don't know how to accompany us..."

Yao Runeng looked out of the house, and sure enough, he saw a scarlet skirt floating by. It must be his wife secretly listening at the door, and what the youngest daughter was talking about was also her wife's occasional complaints by the bedside.

He showed a helpless smile and said, "It's all Grandpa's fault."

"Grandpa, why are you so busy being a county lieutenant..."

"Because grandpa is guarding this place." Yao Ru Neng patted his daughter's head. "Guarding is my grandfather's responsibility."

"Then, I want to protect Grandpa too. Can Grandpa accompany me and Auntie to see the lantern?"

"Okay, okay, let's go now, wait for Grandpa to finish writing this sentence, okay?"

"Okay." The daughter sat there obediently.

Yao Runeng picked up the pen, the tip of his pen trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to write that sentence:

"The knight Zhang Xiaojing shoots Guozhong off the horse first, then kills the owl's head and slaughters his corpse."

"Grandpa?" The youngest daughter watched his tears fall and hit the paper, smudged with ink.

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an, Chang'an is no longer, where is the lovesickness?