pin gold

Water pavilions and smoke pavilions, thirty thousand hectares of colored glaze;

The ban on Haizhou Road was finally lifted, and Shen Shan rode loose into Youzhou in a loose formation. The shadow of the epidemic was temporarily dispelled, and Youzhou City was as lively as before.

Vendors gather on the street, cars are like flowing water and horses are like dragons, hot steam and human voices are intertwined, steaming out a handful of human fireworks in the snow.

Helian Yuwo waited at the top of the city, holding a flowery silk umbrella, dressed like a lady from Nanjun.

The long hair on the forehead was neatly combed back, and a layer of fragrant autumn cinnamon hair oil was applied. The narrow-sleeved dress was pulled flat, and a flower made of silk was placed on the hairpin. Seeing her, Sesduo was stunned for a while, then tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter, why did you get sick when you're fine?"

"Everyone in this city calls me the eldest princess..." He Lianyu gritted his teeth and put his hands behind his back neatly: "You can't walk around disheveled, it's too embarrassing."

"Oh..." Sai Siduo said, gloating: "Be patient, Princess Tingyan."

He Lianyu has his own Nanjun name, and Yan and Chen treat each other equally, and they asked someone to calculate, but there is also a shortage of water.

Water pavilion, smoke pavilion, thirty thousand hectares of colored glaze, the name is soft and graceful, the water is about to overflow, at first glance, it looks like a young lady from Nanjun.

It's just that the person and the name really don't match, and it's not that she doesn't like the name, it's just that it's a bit of a headache to be called "the big princess". Every day with disheveled hair, he catches chickens and chases dogs.

Two purple-bottomed flags were at the forefront, with eagle patterns about to fly. Someone yelled on the road, and all the enthusiastic eyes of the street were cast towards them. Yan Chenzhi's wrist was resting on the window of the frame, and his fingers were shining brightly.

The allusion of another family is "throwing fruits and surplus carts". He picked up half a cart of steamed stuffed buns and fried cakes, and the front half of the cart frame was piled up with food boxes.

"Father..." He Lianyu bowed her body and leaned her face against the window. She looked in hard, but she didn't see anyone else, and her tone became loose: "Are you going to the account, or go..."

"Go to the camp," Yan Chenzhi said: "You go back first, don't wait for me, I will stay for a few days."

"Yes." She turned on the horse gracefully, held the rein and whistled, and took a step ahead.More than half of the buns and pancakes were taken away, and there was almost no place to sit on the horseback.

The city was lively, and everyone got off their horses and walked.The resident has to go to the northeast corner, out of Youzhou City, and there is still a way to go.

Shen Shanqi is a private army, with a small number of people, and they show off their beauty.In the wilderness and ridge, with colorful flags fluttering on the top of the mountain, compared with the silent and well-regulated middle tent, it looks like a den of bandits.

Sesto took the lead and jumped over the fence jokingly.The horse landed on all fours, with its neck raised and neighing.

The warhorses of Hanhai were all sleeping in the enclosure. When they heard the sound, they all raised their heads and echoed.

The people in the tent also popped their heads up, shouting lively, I don't know which one's left leg tripped over his right leg, and the voice in his mouth was not low: "Donghai Railway, I heard that a car of Donghai Railway came last night. Build a mountain in the middle tent."

The gossip spreads fast. The two garrisons are separated by Youzhou City, and they usually occupy a hilltop. If one favors one more than another, one will be beaten and scolded.Even if you are very fair, both sides will always be dissatisfied.

"Donghai Iron?" Yan Chenzhi squinted his eyes slightly when he heard the sound, the shattered snow fell on his eyelashes, which made them tremble slightly: "Where did it come from?"

"Central Province Chamber of Commerce..." Sai Siduo said, "They are now sitting on a golden mountain."

Tiejia is a precious commodity in this place, more valuable than money, more fragrant than meat, Yan Chenzhi showed a faint smile, and fiddled with the beads in his hand: "Why? Envious?"

"No..." Sai Siduo snorted, "It's not like I don't have one."

That's what she said, but the grievance on her face was about to overflow. Since last night, people have been going over the mountains and mountains to watch the excitement. When they came back, they were amazed: "Donghai Railway, it's still excellent."

Cars and horses are expensive these days and manpower is expensive. Yan Chenzhi has been visiting Haizhou for a few months, and the whole Shen Shanqi is like a weaned baby. Military expenses are stretched, not to mention changing new clothes. Weeping and feeling ashamed, after all, my family has been rich for a long time, and I never have to look at the face of Zhong Zhang's plan.

Yan Chenzhi realized what she meant, and found that the whole circle of scorching eyes were fixed on him, he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, if you win the year-end competition, you will have it."

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The meeting room is half-curtained.

Zhou Tan was sitting on his back, his eyes were not focused, his head was pointing down due to sleepiness, the meeting hall was full of people coming and going, and it was very lively.He leaned forward slightly, staring at the map that spread out.

It has long been a consensus not to avoid suspicion in important matters, no one treats Zhou Tan as an outsider, and the matters he wants to intervene are unimpeded.

But he has always stayed out and stayed still, lazing in the tent. This is the first time he has appeared and sat down in the meeting hall.

He listened attentively and didn't say a word, the one who left first was still the matter of money and food, Yu Jintian chattered endlessly, scolded his boss and scolded his west until He Lianyun nodded and answered.

"Mine Smelting Map" was spread under the palm of his hand, Zhou Tan looked at it carefully, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

Rumors are raging in the rivers and lakes. The so-called "thin golden body" refers to people forever. Even Ji Qing is sure that "the friendship between the frost and the fog, the thin golden body" refers to the person born at the intersection of the frost and the fog.Digging the horoscope according to the date of birth, I taught Zhou Tan to step on it directly, and hit all the rules.

But if the rumors of thin gold really point to the mining site, why would someone leave such a volume of detailed drawings in front of the Kuritai Grassland back then, luring Zhong Zhang to dig out the deep underground mines?The source of this kind gift is unknown, which is worrying.

He Lianyun gave instructions on the documents, and there were piles of documents, so he wrote very quickly.His brows were calm, as if he had fully recovered from yesterday's sudden illness, he looked up and saw Zhou Tan's eyes hadn't left for a while, and he responded with a slight comforting smile.

"Don't worry." He said quietly.

Zhou Tan withdrew his gaze, and pressed his fingertips on the mouth of Yanshan Mountain on the map.The shape of Yanshan Mountain is like a saw, a long strip is drawn on the map, and countless other roads are hidden, marked with red lines on the dark yellow paper, Zhou Tan swipe his eyes, remembering all the lines clearly.

The strings in his mind are always tense, and his intuition always says that the rancid smell in the wind has not yet dissipated.

Being prepared is always safe.

Someone mentioned Botou Mohua, and his voice was very low. Zhou Tan raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and the unfamiliar scholar bowed to him and signaled: "A few people were stuck on the Jieqiao, and I also checked the old files. Their internal divisions are too strong. , what we caught, let’s just say it’s the outermost ants.”

People in the world often don't want to think of themselves as ants, but the teachings of Batu Mohua are not like this.They have a considerable number of devout believers, who call themselves ants, and are willing to be driven by the reincarnated true Buddha of the red lotus. They scatter all over the place and live a life no different from ordinary people until they receive a piece of "divine enlightenment".

"Ants can only become adults if they accept the revelation from the gods..." The scribe said in a gentle voice, "There are also different levels of human beings, and they can climb up step by step so that the believers can see the future."

"But they won't climb up to the leader..." Zhou Tan said, "Really?"

"Naturally, the leader is born with a spirit. No one can replace him. The ants who climb up can at most become the representative of the leader walking in the secular world. It is impossible to go up."

There is hope, but hope is limited, Zhou Tan propped his chin: "Any other news?"

"No more, and the old volumes are limited. Although there are many rumors, they may not be credible."

"Yes..." Zhou Tan nodded in approval and said, "It may not be credible."

Botou Mohua moved between countless cities, with dense footholds like spider webs. Although they wandered without a fixed place, neither the South County nor the Northland could find their residence in time and destroy their lair.

They drift, transfer, absorb money through their extremely huge network of relationships, and accommodate dark and bloody transactions. Although there are no major disturbances reported at present, judging from their style of stirring up trouble and killing, sooner or later the sky will be pierced.

The letters from the south are slow again, and I'm afraid there will be no breakthrough in the investigation.But the clues gathered in one place always point to a city by the sea—Dongzhou.

He Lianyun's biological mother, He Lianyun's womb was poisoned, the massacre in Dongzhou with heavy casualties, and the ghost soldiers who didn't know where they came from in the legend, all of them were endlessly strange in Dongzhou.

Where did the ghost soldiers come from, and who was raising them? Zhou Tan pondered for a while, and found that he had made a lot of enemies, and they could even be said to be suspicious.He let out a breath, and suddenly a burst of heat spread to his fingertips.

"Dong Zhou..." He was still muttering to himself, but He Lianyun scratched his fingertips and said, "Don't bother, take a rest."

There were no people in the conference hall, and the stove outside was filled with hot smoke, and everyone moved when they heard the wind.

Zhou Tan shook He Lianyun's hand back, his fingertips were not very honest, and he rubbed left and right slightly: "It doesn't take much effort."

He Lianyun sat and lay as usual, his back was straight, his face didn't fluctuate, and he didn't show any signs of illness. Zhou Tan looked at it from top to bottom, so he can rest assured for now.

The familiar heat came over, Zhou Tan straightened up, and suddenly realized that the sky was clear: "It didn't snow today."

"Yes..." He Lianyun said, "It will stop for a while."

The first chapter of the pear blossom tide is over. Although it has not stopped, there is always a chance for people to breathe before the tide comes.

This year's snow is particularly heavy, and it piled up to people's knees when it first arrived. The transportation department is busy reinforcing the house, hoarding firewood, and the kitchen is also busy collecting grain and grass, feeding people and horses, and busy people are wandering around in the camp. , shouting at each other.

Zhou Tan looked into the distance, Yanshan Mountain stood tall and silent.

The clouds are like ribbons, floating around the ridge, and the sky after clearing reveals a bright light blue.

The author says:

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