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In the snow... Chun Xin;

Zhou Tan found some idle things to do, although he couldn't help but look at the door.A burst of hot steam could be felt even outside the door, the smell of mandala had long since dissipated, and it was boiled raw without even giving any anesthetic to escape.

There is still the emperor on top of Nanjun's head, so he dare not send out the money blatantly. The Zhongzhou Chamber of Commerce sent the money deed, which will be handed over to Zhou Tan to sign the painting and then transferred to Liangzhou City. spindle.

His signature and seal are changed every six months, and the seal is pressed down. It is a small water boat with two slender corners, and there is an inconspicuous font size on the corner, which reads: Sandalwood Boat.Zhou Tan pressed the signature and saw that the paper was covered with imprints, so he whistled to call the messenger bird, and watched it split the flowing clouds and fly south.

The confrontation was not over yet, and the sound of artillery from the front was still sparse, but there were enough generals available, three shifts a day, and one shift back to rest for a while, no need for one or two people to stay on top of the city all night.

The opponent also seemed to feel that it would be self-defeating to hit again after one hit, and was already faintly retreating northward.

Yanshan Pass lies across the northern desert. Rumors always say that the sky and the earth are chaotic, and the stars are not yet burned, but Yanshan is already there, and a pillar reaches the sky.

The earth-shattering movement is just an innocuous gap for it.The new master of the Ministry of Poor Hair obviously also knows that if he continues to go south, he will face Shenshan and Hanhai, these two powerful armies with eyes and eyes open to the sky.

Once the skin is torn apart, you will die and live, and the final result is that the south will lose its skin and the north will let blood, and they will all turn into a pool of mud.

There is no chance of a sure hit, and it is definitely not worth it.

The Ministry of Poor Development withdrew half of its troops, and it was the first to send out a signal to withdraw.

Yanshan is still Yanshan.The enemy soldiers were sleeping on the side of the couch, as if a sharp knife was hanging above their heads, but the middle tent had been sleeping peacefully for a long time, and the knife would continue to be on top of their heads.

The striker had already started to withdraw slowly, and there were almost no people on the snowy ground. Even the gap where the mountain was blasted was buried by the overnight snow.

"The tide of pear blossoms is at its peak before spring." Yan Chenzhi said.

He is so young that he is exactly the same as Ji Qinghe's portrait hidden under the map. In the past 20 years, even the severe winter wind and snow under Yanshan Mountain have not affected his pampered face.

The snow last night was obviously at the end of the climax, and with the howling wind, several temporary tents were crushed.

People from the Ordnance Department passed by with a grunt, carrying the tarpaulin used to replace the roof of the tent on their shoulders.

"It's time for spring." Zhou Tan poked out half of his forehead from the window, thought a few words, but still didn't ask.This is the end of the matter, only the smell on the tip of the nose is still condensed and has not dissipated for a long time.

Spring letter in the snow.

The sons and lords of Nanjun often smoke such a scent, and most people tend to look heavy and pretentious after using it, but this scent is not so different, it is light and self-contained, mixed with the air-conditioning dripping from the snow, floating inside and outside the window, like It is a spring letter in the snow made with old recipes decades ago.

"Fate is hard." Yan Chenzhi raised his chin slightly, implying something.

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The cleaning has begun, and the clues scattered everywhere have finally been laid out on the table.

The concubine of Jeju ended up with no bones left, and the pink bones soaked in poison turned into ashes when exposed to light, so she could no longer distinguish you from her sweetheart.

She used this housekeeping skill to control the religious group, and finally pierced the sky, fell half of the mountain, and buried them all.

The so-called sacrificial temple looks grand, but it is actually more like a grass shed without a support.

The stones supporting the cave have been hollowed out and replaced with small wooden structures. If the wooden support plate under the fox statue is removed, the entire frame will be damaged one after another, and the cave will collapse.

But this is what she counted on, she didn't plan to live, let alone keep alive.This love-crazed woman didn't care much about her son, but the son who sat on the throne missed her all the time, and only thought that she had suffered a great injustice, so she wanted to take revenge all the way.

The rest of the clues are tied in Nanjun, and Zhou Tan is too lazy to focus on it.He didn't step out of the door, he ate, slept and waited for the door to open.

At night, he was the only one sleeping in the outside room, no one came to disturb him, there was a candle in the room, the temperature rose, and there was no sound.

The silence lasted for a long time, Zhou Tan didn't seem to remember the time very much, he turned half a page of the miscellaneous book in his hand, and found it boring to serve cakes.

"squeak--"

With a sound like a saw, the old iron door opened, and a wave of heat rushed out first.

If the heat wave had any substance, twisting ripples would appear in the air.Jade Claw got half of its hair singed, and chirped and rushed out with flapping wings.

A figure moved out stepping on the heat, walking slowly.

Zhou Tan raised his eyes in a half-dream, resting his chin on his hands, his eyes flushed red: "Did you come out?"

"Go to sleep." He Lianyun pressed his hair and said in a low voice.

-

When Zhou Tan woke up like a pancake, he was on the bed in the inner room, with his face on the bed and several layers of blankets on his shoulders.

Yan Chenzhi looked down at him, his face seemed to hide something he wanted to say, he must have something to say, he was the only human left in the pool of blood in Yujing City.

The emperor tested whether he was really dead countless times, but in the end, he softened his heart more or less.

"The Battle of Dongzhou..." Zhou Tan finally asked, "Why are you so injured?"

Those unprofessional pirates rushed up to Huaiyin City along the coast with a few sampans easily, and then stabbed Huaiyin Mansion smoothly, burned, killed and looted for three days and three nights, and even retreated in no hurry, waiting to fight with many people. Massive reinforcements head-to-head?

Yan Chenzhi loosened his hand, but didn't answer, and pulled out a son's hair bun for him, and wore the princess's old hairpin to wear the hair crown, and there was still a burst of warmth in his hand.

"Suppressing demons and suppressing demons will bring good fortune and well-being." Yan Chenzhi said: "Don't worry about the past and the past, people's hearts and ghosts."

Thinking about it, there is really nothing to worry about. When I was a child, I would think that my uncle was clearly a friendly smiling face, why didn’t he show any affection. Now it’s just boring to think about it. The Zhongzhou Army was still a fierce tiger with claws and claws. Today Zhongzhou is an iron wall. Use it for yourself, what about another day?In the future, if you don't miss your old love and turn your face, the military flag will be echoed in the mountains and seas.

People who sit on the throne, what are you not afraid of?Even my son is suspicious when he eats a few extra bowls of rice.

Zhou Tan recalled that he seemed to have never combed such a neat hair style. Ji Qinghe obviously knew nothing but scalping, and Zhou Jian'an was also a romantic man with a side hat all day long, and he went to the streets and rivers with his hair disheveled.

The princess's bun was all combed by a court lady she knew since she was a child, and after she developed a pair of skillful hands, she would not know how to comb this kind of male bun.

"Sleep for a while..." Yan Chenzhi said in a gentle voice, "It's nothing else."

It's all right, Zhou Tan covered his eyes slightly, feeling weak and tired for a while.

-

Yujing Liuzhang Lane, Chen Ji Silk Square.

After the time when the sewage is allowed to be poured, there is no one to take care of the street, and the dirty water is thrown into the sewage ditch in buckets, bubbling and bubbling.

Chen Yurou blew out the candle and pressed his wrist.The emperor pulled her marriage three times a day, except that Langzhou Chen was not short of money, and because of her rare birthday, there was no difference, no more, no less, she was born at the same time on the same month and the same day as Zhou Tan.

Originally, only a few careless fathers and brothers knew about your daughter's birthday.

But the noble concubines in the palace always like to talk about marriages, and they don't know how many girls of the right age have their birthdays.Those who don't know it think it's favor and honor.

A swallow was resting under her beam, its feathers still stained with night dew.In the middle of the night, there was the sound of military thorns dragging obliquely on the ground. As the grand ceremony approached, the capital city became more and more airtight.

The watchman was replaced by a sergeant, obviously not for the purpose of knocking on the clapper. The dignitaries like to live in one place, walk around and party with each other, and just squeeze the alleys at both ends, and all the people on this street can be squeezed into cloth. bag to go.

The high platform was built outside the Jinchang Gate, and preparations were rushed at night, and the construction period was compressed to a very short time, just to let the new object appear quietly and become a blockbuster.

The Chen family's silk shop is expensive, but they don't choose people. They are not located in several alleys crowded with dignitaries and dignitaries, but in Liuzhang Alley, which Yujing doesn't like.

This alley is a sore in Kyoto, Zhangtai Street, which is doing the same business, must be cast aside for a while, and the willows on the embankment of more than a dozen miles are also the same, singing at night and singing at night, but the people here are all cheap Registered as a music official, playing the pipa to sell himself, even if he meets someone with a heart, he will not be able to lift his head on the stage.

Jinchang Gate is the first gate close to the palace city on the central axis, and entering the gate is the forbidden inner city.

Building a high platform with a large size in this few inches of land is even more crowded and cramped, making it impossible to move at all.

There are mountains in the north and a river in the arms. There is no snow all year round in this place. It is winter after the next thin powder. Now that the weather has warmed up, the residual snow on the ground is almost unable to stay, melting into puddles. Thick water.

Chen Yurou raised his wrist to crush the incense flakes in the bowl, and a strong smell exploded.

The taste of Xue Zhongchun Xin changed again and again, and every incense shop seemed to have no set formula, but the piece in her hand was actually mixed with the smell of gunpowder.That was by no means spice.

"General..." She didn't turn her head back, and suddenly said, with a slow and soft tone: "This thing is as good as a dog in Yan Zaoban's hands. If someone else made it, wouldn't you blow yourself into pieces? Put a wine bag on it." Be a brain."

There was no sound in response, except for the slight shaking of the window behind him.

The author says:

Thank you everyone.

It's been too cold these days, and the Wo family is drinking to keep warm.