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"The aunt also practiced guns, so even you are not strong enough?"

"Naturally it's not enough."

"Then how can it be considered strong enough?"

Xiaowa's inquiry sounded again, perhaps for him who is still young, he would always have some hope to know how far he can stop practicing guns.

"If you are strong enough to be like him, you are considered strong."

When the old woman in red answered this question, she had a rare touch of emotion, and even her voice trembled unnaturally, as if she had a lot of thoughts in her.

The little baby who was being carried away in the air was completely aroused, and even the soreness all over his body disappeared. He raised his head sideways, looked at the old woman's face, and asked loudly:

"Who is he and what is he like?"

"He!"

When the old woman said this, she stopped in her tracks, and her eyes showed memories. Xiaowa felt a figure appeared in her aunt's eyes.

"His back is as tall and straight as a green pine, his eyes are as deep as the Ying family's mausoleum, his high nose is Hexu Mountain, and his whole face is as bright as a forest of flowers when he smiles. There are two dimples, that is Lingbo Lake, and him His mind is extremely broad, like a giant sea of ​​gods, and his final cultivation is boundless, like an endless mountain."

Thinking of this, there was a sudden violent roar from behind the city gate in front, like the roar of countless dark soldiers, and also like a warning.

Don't enter this door, you will die if you enter!

Under the moonlight, in front of the vast and simple city gate, Yun Yan Tuoba came back to his senses, suddenly the corner of his handsome face smiled, he lifted his foot forward, and walked forward step by step, walking into the place that swallowed countless people. underground abyss.

"Beauties have been like famous generals since ancient times, and the world is not allowed to see gray hair. Now I am going to see how deep the so-called deep Ying's mausoleum is."

After the voice disappeared and the figure also disappeared from the city gate, only the moonlight that had not changed for thousands of years continued to shine on the earth.

A quarter of an hour later, a violent gust of wind blew here from a distance, and there were people and troops in the wind.

This is the second wave of visitors in front of the gate of Ying's imperial mausoleum tonight.

Sitting on top of the leader of the giant ghostly winged beast, Guan Zhengqing, holding the Yinglongcrying Blood Spear in his right hand, pointed obliquely at the ground, and also looked up at the four golden ancient characters of Qian Dynasty above, and fell silent.

After a while, he stepped down from the ghost winged beast, raised his hand to touch the latter's head, and let it stay where it was, then turned around, stepping on the moonlight like a silver pool, and gradually walked towards the huge city gate in front of him.

The roaring and roaring sound behind the door reached its peak in an instant, like a reprimand or a welcome?

"Commander, this is one of the eight forbidden places in the Great Xia, Ying's Underground Palace. This subordinate thinks it is too risky for you to enter alone. At least you must bring us with you."

Behind Guan Zhengqing, the voice belonging to the Youchi soldiers sounded, but his progress did not stop at all, only a faint voice came out.

"It's okay, I will go back and tell His Highness that the strongest gun in the world will be me."

Chapter 0245 Yuanbai

"The ministers welcome His Highness Grandson, and congratulate His Highness on defeating the enemy, raising the prestige of the Great Xia, and prospering forever."

In the solemn and majestic Huangji Hall, the shouts of civil and military officials sounded together, and they continued to circle around. Although yesterday morning, the young Lord of Great Xia released their pigeons outside the Xuanwu Gate, but at this time everyone I am sincerely convinced.

"Get up."

The calm and majestic voice came from above, without the slightest tremor, and I haven't seen it for a few days. The young emperor on the throne, the emperor's prestige that came with a great victory, became more and more vast like an abyss.

After the words fell, all the officials below stood up together in unison, and then the unique voice of the old eunuch came to everyone's ears.

"I have something to report!"

After hearing the words, Minister of Rites You Tingjian took a step outside, first bowed to the top, and then said:

"His Royal Highness, the day of His Royal Highness's ascension to the throne is just around the corner, and a small number of the major sects who came to watch the ceremony have returned. Do you want to inform them to return to Shenjing City?"

"No need, the majesty of the Zhao family in Daxia is not set off by the number of people watching the ceremony, but from now on, let the Jiang family of Bei'an king, the Feilian family of Zhenhai king, and the Zhongli family of Ximan king come to Beijing. I saw them report on their duties before, and watched me enthroned together!"

"promise!"

After You Tingjian continued to salute to the top, he returned to the queue, Zhao Yu gently raised his right hand, supported his head slightly, and continued to ask:

"Tell me, that Yunyan Tuoba, where is he now?"

After the words fell, an official of the Sitianjian came out and announced loudly:

"Returning to Your Highness, the target appeared in Qingsong Town, Ganzhou yesterday. After fighting Guan Zhengqing's Youyi Army, it was confirmed last night that he had entered one of the eight forbidden places in the Great Xia, the Imperial Mausoleum of the Ying Family, and Guan Zhengqing also chased into the forbidden place alone. "

"How brave!"

The young emperor on the throne stood up from his seat, walked slowly to the edge of the high platform, and looked down with his hands behind his back. The faint voices of the neatly arranged civil and military officials echoed throughout the Huangji Hall.

"Recall the Nether Wing Army, pass the news to Zhong Shenxiu and Li Changying, and send someone to find the missing Lin Xiao, and take him to Qingsong Town, Ganzhou."

"Subordinates obey."

After the officials of the Sitianjian walked back, several important officials came out to report, and finally Xiao Su, the head of the cabinet academician who was in charge of handling government affairs in the past few days, made a rough report on the overall government affairs. It was only gradually coming to an end, but just when the old eunuch was about to shout the sentence of retreating, at the end of the whole team, an elderly official in the military department stepped out, bowed to the top, and said:

"I would like to report to Your Highness, there is one thing that I have to mention, the horse commander in charge of heavy cavalry from the military department. The white-hoofed black horse that has just entered the army in the battle outside the Endless Mountain Pass has increased by [-]% compared to before, and even charged. The duration of the battle has been increased, and it shined brilliantly in this battle, killing countless enemies, so the subordinates dared to claim credit for Youzhou Yinma Town, which provided the white-hoofed black horse."

"Yinma Town."

Zhao Yu, who was above, narrowed his eyes slightly, touched his chin, and his thoughts returned to before February.

In early autumn, by the Yinma Lake, a young couple, the horse breeder Mr. Li who just passed away, and the poem that was passed down throughout the summer.

Then Zhao Yu came back to his thoughts, and asked the officer of the War Horse Department lightly:

"After the death of Mr. Li, who will be in charge of the white-hoofed crows raised in Yinma Town?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, I have specially sent people to find out that the backbone of the horse breeders in Yinma Town today is the son-in-law of Mr. Li, a young scholar named Yuan Bai. It took just one month to fully understand the entire process and key points of white-hoofed crow breeding. After another month, all the horse breeders in the entire town have been convinced, and the fact is the same. Incomparable."

"I intend to call him to Beijing, what do you think?"

"It is his blessing to be favored by His Highness!"

In Youzhou, Daxia, Yinma Town, the snow just stopped and the sky cleared up.

A young man with a cold blue complexion, wrapped in layers of cotton clothes, trotted out from the white-hoofed crow's stable, almost wrapped all the thick quilts at home, While panting, occasionally coughing a few times.

The young man was running on the streets of the town, and the townspeople who came and went would smile when they saw him, and say something:

"Brother Yuan, you are going to inspect the stable before dawn again. You are so afraid of the cold, it's okay to go later when the temperature rises a little."

"The plan of a day lies in the morning, how can it be wasted, how can it be wasted."

The young man waved his hand and said something politely, but he ran faster. Ever since he came to Youzhou in the northwest, he has become accustomed to the ubiquitous smell of horses in the air, but there is only one thing that remains the same. Unacceptable, that is the extremely low temperature.

Seeing the young scholar in such a mess, the townspeople beside him couldn't help jokingly said:

"Brother Yuan, you run so fast, do you want to get under the covers tightly? I'm afraid it's because your little lady hasn't woken up yet."

As soon as the voice came out, everyone burst into laughter. After hearing this, the running young man suddenly turned his head, stretched out his finger, pretended to make accusations, and shouted loudly:

"You are vulgar, vulgar!"

In exchange for the louder laughter.

After a while, the house at home was close in front of him, the young man shrank quickly, opened the door and ran in. Once he entered the inner room, the temperature rose sharply. Li Yuee, who knew her husband was afraid of the cold, had already been in the inner room The charcoal was lit.

Li Yuee, who had her hair all up, saw her husband wrapped up like a little old man, rushing into the inner room with a chill, and after closing the door, grabbed the teacup on the table and poured it into his mouth, choking because he was too anxious. Looking at himself, coughing continuously, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then he walked behind the young man, raised his hand and patted his back lightly, and said:

"Husband, look at your current appearance, how can you look like a scholar."

After the young man calmed down, he turned his head to look at his wife, with a smile in his eyes, and responded with a bit of arrogance:

"Students are not scholars, we are horse breeders now, but who in the world dares to underestimate horse breeders, you must know that the master used to be a horse breeder."

"You, you'll talk poorly. How are the foals that were just born a few days ago?"

While talking, Li Yue'e helped the young man take off the heavy cotton clothes one by one, tidy them up and hang them up.

"Very good. After this group of white-hoofed crows grow up, their combat effectiveness will be improved by a few points."

"That's good. In my heart, there is nothing impossible for my husband. You can rest here for a while, or go back to sleep, and I will go to the kitchen to make breakfast."

"Yue'e."

The young woman who walked to the door turned her head and looked at her husband with some doubts. The young scholar raised his head, his expression became serious, and asked softly:

"If you want to go to Shenjing, do you want to go?"

The young woman was slightly taken aback after hearing this, then suddenly smiled lightly, and responded without hesitation:

"But it's up to the husband to decide."

"But it's already so cold here, and Shenjing has to go northwest. Wouldn't it be even colder?"

The young man looked bitter and wailed.

After a while, Li Yue'e went to the kitchen to make breakfast. There was only the scholar in the room. He gently opened a brocade bag embroidered with a golden phoenix. Then he took out a note and looked down, with a solemn expression and eyes. Strange look.

There is only one sentence on the note: Those who hold salaries should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow.

Chapter 0246 please summer

The weather was clear and cloudless. Perhaps the news of the great victory of the entire human race made the gods feel happy, so the sun in Shenjing City has been particularly bright in recent days.

In the middle of Shenjing City, towering into the sky is the Sitian Tower.

In the hall on the first floor, people came and went as usual, and countless figures in the robes of Si Tianjian came in and out. On the top of the tower, the huge picture scroll of mountains and seas was flickering with lights and shadows, with different colors and ups and downs. It appears inside, and then there are special personnel to verify and deal with fluctuations of different levels in an orderly manner.

A calm and beautiful female voice surrounds the hall from time to time, issuing various instructions, like the processing center of the entire huge machine, and almost no one knows that the crucial brain of this Si Tianjian is just a wheelchair-bound little girl.

In an inconspicuous corner on the first floor of the Sitian Tower, an old voice rang softly in the girl's ears.

"Please Xia, go out for a walk more during your ten-day vacation in the future, it will also be good for your body."

The little girl named Qingxia is about sixteen or seventeen years old. Perhaps as the old man said, she has seen too little sunlight, so her complexion is unnaturally pale, but her eyes are extraordinarily bright, like two shining stars in the sky. The stars above the night sky.

Hearing the words in her ear, the girl turned her head, looked at the old man who appeared behind her wheelchair at some time, and said with some surprise:

"Teacher, why are you here?"

Li Chunfeng, the white-bearded and haired Sitian Supervisor, stroked his white beard, walked slowly to the girl's side, and said lightly:

"I'll come and see you and wait for someone by the way."

After Li Chunfeng walked in, the girl realized that this normally slovenly Sitianjian supervisor was dressed in a very grand style today. The black and red robes belonging to the Sitianjian were neatly dressed and meticulous, but the whole body was full of energy. It seemed that he had aged a little in an instant, ten years older.

"Teacher, the injuries you suffered a few days ago are all right?"

There was worry in the girl's questioning voice, as well as a trace of fear, because the old man in front of him was like a smoldering candle that was about to burn out.

"I wouldn't be willing to die so easily before I saw Xiaochaoxia you get married."

Li Chunfeng stretched out his hand to touch the head of the girl next to him, with a kind face and a reassuring tone, then pushed the girl's wheelchair, slowly walked out of this inconspicuous shadowed corner, and gradually walked towards the end of the entire Sitian Tower. In the center, under the light of the map of mountains and seas.

"Please Xia, you have to be confident. You are the most indispensable brain of the Great Xia Sitianjian. You are so outstanding, and the light is where you really belong."

Along the way, all the monks in the main hall on the first floor stopped to watch, watching Li Chunfeng, the well-known Sitian supervisor, push a wheelchair with a strange girl into the center of the main hall. The sound resounded throughout the Sitianjian, and it continued to echo.

"I am fortunate to have been favored by His Majesty Taizu and have been in charge of the Sitian Supervisor for more than forty years. I don't seek merit, but I seek no faults. But time is the most powerful supernatural power in the world. I am old, not only my body, but also my body. My heart is also old, so Si Tianjian has been in my hands recently, and I have made frequent mistakes. The glory of our Great Xia is to be brave after knowing shame, so this era needs to be handed over to young people."

Speaking of this, Li Chunfeng patted the shoulder of the little girl in the wheelchair in front of him lightly, as if to encourage, but also seemed to tell the former to raise his head bravely, and then, the voice resounding throughout the audience rang out again.

"The little girl in front of me is called Qingxia. You may have never seen her before, but her voice is definitely not unfamiliar. In recent years, she has been conducting the command on the first floor of Sitian Tower. I will inform His Highness, Recommend him as the helm of Si Tianjian's next generation."

Pairs of eyes all converged on the very center of the hall, looking at the somewhat shy, extremely young girl on the wheelchair.

The young girl's face was beautiful, but she was a little pale. There were so many gazes on her, but they were all absorbed by her star-like eyes.

She raised her head slightly, her face regained her solemnity and composure, her red lips were slightly parted, and a very familiar and clear voice sounded immediately.

"Each perform their duties, and don't relax. There will be noble people coming today, so pay attention to your appearance."

Half an hour later, the entire street outside Sitianjian was completely emptied, and the heavily armed imperial city guards put all the surroundings under martial law. A huge black and golden carriage stopped at the entrance of the towering Sitian Tower.

How expensive are the nobles who are about to enter the Sitian Pagoda?

Daxia is the most honorable!

Zhao Yu, wearing a heavenly crown and fluttering black phoenix robe, stepped out of the carriage, and then slowly stepped into the Sitianjian. Behind him were two people, Liang Po with a bald head, and the seventh-ranked Daxia Shanhai ranked man in a blue shirt. , Great Master Huang Ting.

The figure of the young emperor had just appeared in the Si Tianjian, and a uniform greeting sounded like a tsunami in front of him.

"All the supervisors of the Sitianjian, I wish Your Highness a prosperous life, and be in charge of the Dao for thousands of years!"

Zhao Yu stopped and looked ahead quietly. The officials of the Sitian Supervisor, headed by Li Chunfeng, lined up and knelt down. A large number of monks covered most of the entire spacious first-floor hall. Beside Li Chunfeng, Miss Xia Xia who was sitting in a wheelchair, although she didn't bow down to the ground, she bowed her head to show respect.

"Get up, you don't have to be like this, Li Chunfeng, you know my temper, so there is no need for such a big battle in the future."

The calm voice was clearly heard by everyone, but they didn't get up. Li Chunfeng, who was at the front, kowtowed heavily again, and said loudly: