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Under the emperor's order to block the news, the case of Beishan dead man did not cause any disturbance in Pingjing, and Xuanxi's ten-year autumn in Ulsan ended smoothly as scheduled.

After the Double Ninth Festival in September, Shengjia set off to return to the imperial capital. At the same time, Chu Heng went back to Lishan to check the Mahayana seal.

The dead man from Beishan died suddenly on the third day after Xinghui's interrogation, and he still couldn't wait until the [-]th of next month.Since he was caught, he never uttered a word. The people behind him were obviously very capable, and they didn't hesitate at all. After deliberately letting the dead man bite out of Lishan, he dealt with the living without anyone noticing. The case fell into another situation in an instant The deadlock was broken, the matter was of great importance, Chu Heng had to go back to Lishan in person.

Xinghui came here specially before Chu Heng left, leaning against the door frame and winking at Chu Heng, hinting: "Did you forget something?"

Chu Heng glanced at him: "Forgot to beat you up before you leave?"

"I don't know good people!" Xinghui snorted, stood up straight, and reminded his senior brother "sincerely", "Do you remember what you said in the letter you wrote to my father before?"

"..."

At that time, in order to divert the attention of the Eastern Capital Realm Master from Xinghui's actions in Wanzhou, Chu Heng said that he had reached the Lizhi Realm, and he thought at that time that he would not return to Lishan in the near future...

Two years ago, when he came to the imperial capital from Lishan to seal his bones, he was building a foundation. Now two years later, something happened suddenly. He wanted to go back to Lishan, but he was still building a foundation. What have you been doing these two years?Even if Dongjun has status in Lishan, he has to bow his head obediently and admit his mistakes in front of his master and be scolded.

So, plans always fail to keep up with changes.

Chu Heng raised his eyes to the sky, sighed heavily, turned his head and glanced maliciously at Xinghui: "How about I take you back too? Don't forget, because of the good deeds you have done , I have to go to the deer water."

Xinghui quickly ran away.

The days after returning to the imperial capital were peaceful and stable but mixed with a little bit of pain, even if Xinghui was reluctant, he had to go back to the Hall of Martial Arts to continue his literary lessons.

Before he came back from Wanzhou, he caught up with Ulsan Qiuxi not long ago. He was the only son of the Eastern Capital Landlord, so he had to go there, so the literary class was temporarily suspended. Now that he came back from Ulsan, there was no reason to skip class. He had to learn , Xinghui complained for a while.

Fortunately, there was Su Lang who sorted out the key points of the literature class for him. After more than a month, Xinghui passed the assessment of the Xiangzi Department without any surprises.

It was winter in a blink of an eye, and the sky in the imperial capital gradually turned cold.

On the morning of the third day of the first winter month, Xinghui sat up from the bed, glanced out the window inadvertently, and saw the snow rushing through the garden and trees, meandering and falling along the road with the north wind on his back. The clothes hanging on the top should be put on the body.

At this moment, Su Lang happened to be holding a mahogany tray, and he pushed open the door and walked in with a chill all over his body. Seeing that Xing Hui was putting on his clothes, he hurriedly stopped him: "Wait!" He passed the tray in his hand to Xing through the clothes railing Hui: "Wear this."

"What?" Xinghui took the tray, and a red and black gold-woven warm satin brocade fur was neatly stacked on top of it, faintly flowing with a warm luster. Xinghui stroked his hand lightly, and couldn't help being surprised: "Ji Guang Jin?"

Jiguang brocade is a very precious brocade. As its name suggests, the brocade is soft, light and shimmering. It can keep warm from cold and keep warm, and it is not invaded by water. It is also called "Thousand Gold Brocade".Such a whole winter shirt woven only with auspicious brocade, the so-called Qianjin fur, is nothing more than that.

Su Lang nodded: "Well, put on quickly, we will go out of the palace later, you should wear new clothes today."

Xinghui heard the words, but his face was disbelieving: "Give it to me? Did you take it wrong? This is Ji Guangjin!"

Su Langyang smiled softly: "What's wrong with Ji Guangjin? The largest clothing shop in the imperial capital, Que Golden Pavilion, belongs to Yinghai Su's, and the one on me is also the same." It was cold today, and it snowed again after getting up early. When he came back from outside, he wore a crane cloak and didn't take it off, so Xinghui didn't see his clothes for a moment, Su Lang urged: "Put it on quickly, it's cold, don't catch a cold, you have to wear new clothes today. "

Obviously, even though it has been given to Brother Su Lang for several months, Xinghui still hasn't fully understood and got used to the "richness" of Yinghai Su's family. Besides, what do I have to wear new clothes for today, it’s not a holiday.”

"Why not? Are you stupid for being gentle these past few days?" Su Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "You don't even remember today is your birthday?"

Only then did Xing Hui realize that today is the third day of the winter month. In order to pass the assessment of the Xiangzi Department, he had been cramming for a while. He listened to the art of war formation very well on weekdays, but he had to light lamps for other literary lessons. It was not until the day before yesterday that he was able to take a break from reviewing the ground temperature books. He had long forgotten which day it was, and before he knew it, he was one year older.

"Okay, if you do it according to your stature, it will be considered as a birthday present from your creditor."

Hearing what Su Lang said, Xinghui couldn't refuse anymore, started to put on his clothes, and muttered in his mouth, "Are the creditors so good? Shouldn't the creditors just hold a knife and threaten not to pay back the money?"

Su Lang smiled and said: "The creditor is indeed like this, but didn't Lishan pay you to me?"

Xinghui stuck out his tongue: "When I came back from Ulsan in September, I took the banknote from Wangshiju and wanted to return it to you. If you insist on it, what are you talking about..."

He couldn't go on talking about the following words. His creditor said at that time, "I don't want money, I want you."

Thinking of Su Lang's words, red clouds appeared on Xinghui's face as if on fire, and he hurriedly put on his clothes and turned his back.

Su Lang refused to let go: "It has been agreed a long time ago, to repay the debt with the body, the gold and the man are both paid, how can you go back on your word?"

"Not allowed to redeem?" Xing Hui put on his clothes and walked around from behind the hem, Su Lang walked over to help him smooth his collar, and said very unreasonably: "No."

As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind and snow blowing outside, Su Lang took a white fox and crane cloak and put it on Xinghui, handed him a hand stove, and went out together with an umbrella.

Stepping on a pile of broken jade, the two walked slowly towards the palace gate, Xinghui suddenly remembered something, and asked, "How do you know the size of my clothes?"

Su Lang took it for granted: "What's the matter, I'm with you every day, and of course I know all about your clothes and shoes, your taste preferences, and your date of birth."

Xing Hui coughed, turned his head sideways, and after a long meeting, he was almost out of the palace gate before asking, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the mansion, you have to eat a bowl of noodles in the morning." Su Lang pulled Xinghui into the carriage, handed him a cup of hot tea to warm up, and added two pieces of silver frost charcoal to the hand stove.

The carriage galloped all the way along the avenue, and soon arrived at Duke Ying's mansion. This was Xinghui's first time here.

Duke Ying is not in the imperial capital now, and Su Lang's elder brother has been in Yinghai City, Changzhou. Su Lang's second uncle is an official in the imperial capital, but he doesn't live in the Duke's mansion, so the serious master in the huge mansion just Su Lang is alone, and Su Lang usually lives in Wuyingdian, and he doesn't like to go to the mansion where he lives alone, so he never brought Xinghui here.

Su Lang had already given the order the day before yesterday, so as soon as they entered the mansion, breakfast was already prepared.

The most eye-catching and most important thing is naturally the bowl of longevity noodles for Xinghui.

Mushrooms, fresh bamboo shoots, ham, sliced ​​meat, and four-color side dishes are all immersed in the rich and delicious bone broth, and the white and sticky Longxu Shou noodles are surrounded by finely chopped green onions, lying on the surface A whole poached egg, lingering with salty fragrance.

Repeatedly, we can be tied together by a thread of fate, year by year.

Longevity noodles can’t make people live a long life, they’re just for a good start, but the affection in the noodles can last forever. The noodles are not important at all, what’s important is the person who is willing to put you in his heart all the time.

Xing Hui ate the noodles slowly one bite at a time, and Su Lang served him another bowl of clear soup, and he didn't finish his breakfast until near Si time.

It was snowing today, and the two of them didn't go out. The green ants made new wine, the red clay stove, and simply sat around the warm pavilion, enjoying the snow and gossiping.

The stove was warmed with Zhaoluan wine specially transported from Anfan. Xinghui was reading his notebook with the hot wine and the cold snow outside the window. All over the 81 cities, the secret intelligence network naturally spread throughout Kyushu. After returning from Wanzhou, he did not avoid Xinghui when he did these things, but Xinghui was lazy and didn't pay much attention to these things.

The snow fell quietly, from the imperial capital Yingguo Mansion all the way to Qianyong City in Qingzhou thousands of miles away.

Nine days of pure white snow can never be washed away. The world is not for nothing. The emperor weighs the stone and Cheng Shu, and the subjects look forward to Wei Que. He Qinghaiyan and Su Hong Guanxi are of course what the heart desires, but there will always be people with grievances who want to rise to the ordinary world. The building collapsed, tearing apart the darkness and ugliness buried in the world and exposing it to the whole world.

Dark clouds overwhelm the city, the snow is brutal and windy, such a long night is difficult to understand, it is very much like the Er Fei many years ago——

I will never see the longing Danxia Xuanhui. Wherever I look, there is the poisonous fog that covers the sky and the sun, and the melting and burning human bones.

The blue waves and thousands of mountains of Er Fei finally condensed into bloody floating hills.

There are [-] ways in the world, but there is not a single way to survive.

Mu Ye was ignorant, and someone looked gloomy, staring at the cold snowy night in Qianyong City outside the window, pointing out that the knife cut his wrist, and slowly melted the whole cup of Er Fei into his own flesh and blood.

At the moment when the hallucination came, it seemed that I had really returned to Erfei, which I had never forgotten in my dream, and saw the home that I had been dreaming of.

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"Many years ago, the Erfei family was extinct. Since then, the refining method of Erfei's two-hearted cotton has been lost. Therefore, this medicine has also disappeared in Mingshi. It may be possible to eat the black market of Erfei Liangxinmian, but in the past ten years, there has been no transaction involving Liangxinmian. This kind of medicine is hard to store and it is difficult to keep it for a long time. How did the dead men in Ulsan get it? Where did you come?"

Su Lang Xinghui looked at each other, puzzled.

The author says:

Changed the name of the article, the reason for the name change is hard to explain, please forgive me, bow and kneel to apologize.