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Chapter 92, Spring River Moon
——Satisfied with wine and food, ready to go on the road——
He Lianyun was fine, and was still hot when he was taken out of the "iron pot" in retreat.
But the bed was not empty but there were many people, Zhou Tan felt a lump of charcoal on his forehead, and at the turn of winter and spring, it was so hot that it was difficult to sleep.
"It's too hot." He muttered, brushing away the tight wrists on his chest, only hooking his fingers loosely.
"I'm used to saying good things..." He Lianyun said, laughing buried in her hair: "I don't want to let it go in winter, but it's too hot in spring."
It was indeed too hot, and Zhou Tan even felt wisps of steam spreading in the mountains.
There was a constant knocking sound outside the window, and the Ordnance Department seemed to be jumping up and down digging holes again.The huge mechanical cart was pushed onto the flat ground and had been busy for several days.
"What?" Zhou Tan pointed out the window.
"That's the center of the "Smelting Map"."
"Smelting Mine Map" depicts thousands of miles, but the center is a blank space like a void, saving pen and ink.
"What mine?"
The type of mineral is unknown, and the soil quality here is not at all like the soil quality of any kind of mineral deposit.
The soil is wet and lumpy, even a little sticky. The snow in winter has been piled up into hills, and deep pits have been dug underground. It is very hot and busy.
In front of him was the potholed ground and the constant spout of hot steam.They chiseled the snow into a mess, with one small hole in one step, and one hole in three steps.There are tiny water jets ejected from the ground, like springs?
Why is there a mountain spring in this place?
Within a few days, the small pits were connected together. After digging deeply, more water rose up, converging into streams and rivers, and then flowing down from high to low.The spring water in the deep pit rose more and more, and finally overflowed the insteps and accumulated to the ankles.
The young ones just threw off their coats and jumped in to splash the mud, a joy that had never seen the world, and the splashing water made a fuss, the water accumulated more and more, and the hot mist became thicker, the whole pit was like a boiling pot , Just a few scallions can be served in soup.
"Where are these idiots from?" Sai Siduo, carrying two cleaned brass hammers, passed by with sleepy eyes, his eyes already relaxed.
Water droplets splashed on the toes of her boots, and there was a sound.
-
"Unexpectedly..." Zhou Tan put half a sheet of letter paper on his face, looked away, and sighed softly: "There are even springs."
"I have everything." He Lianyun's breath painted his ears, dyed an ambiguous red.
There is no war, and those who stay at home seem to be busy talking about personal affairs.Everyone knows what can be done when you squeeze your heads into a room, and the "business" that is not in a hurry is all like waste paper, spread out on the front hall table one by one.
In the Tianxia Yinlu Zhongzhou Association, just flipping through these neglected letter papers, you can see a piece of gaudy seals from the patriarch, blue, green, purple and red, and the patterns are even more strange.
Zhou Tan didn't have much time to care about money, his eyes seemed to be covered with a misty mist of sweat, and he couldn't even see clearly the excessive shaking.
Most of the skin of the soup dumpling from Nanjun has been worn away, revealing the breasts and abdomen for others to see, the empty door is wide open and there is no defense.
"What are you doing sideways?" He Lianyun kissed his temples.
"Hot." Zhou Tan struggled a few times, moved out half an inch, and pulled out a negligible distance from his back.
How could it not be hot, it was so hot that all three souls and seven souls were burned out.The war on paper on the ground was a victory, but in this place, Zhou Tan ran away with all his heart.
This is something I never dared to think of before. Due to the human situation, my muscles seem to have an intuitive reaction to holding a knife.
But like being poisoned, or like being drunk, the limbs can't exert much strength, so the knife is naturally not held, and there are other hot things occupying the space, so he must hold it with his own hands.
Really close.
"Stop...stop it."
"Call me?" He Lianyun grabbed the palm that had slipped down, and placed it on the side of his neck again, where there was a pulse like fire, the temperature of a blazing fire.
He was clearly pretending to be confused.
"Ji Qinghe..." Zhou Tan was completely pressed down, like a pitiful steamed stuffed bun. He was facing the corner in front of him, and behind him was a shackle like a copper wall. Grinding out a layer of conspicuous red.
But he was not willing to let go, and finally just turned around, hugged the upper neck, and cursed in a low voice: "You are illiterate."
-
Near the end of the year, there are other things to be busy, and the news from Yanyun Building is a little bit delayed, and there are no documents to deal with urgently, so it is a rare leisure time.
The old lists that had been piled up for a year were rearranged and sorted out, and swallows in twos and threes spread their wings and slid, or went south, or all the way west.
Zhou Tan clearly knew that the storm was coming in Nanjun. Dongzhou, Changzhou, and even Qinghe Town, which was strictly guarded and not allowed to garrison troops, were all drawn into a new chess game. Langzhou Chen, who was retreating, stretched out his hands flickeringly.
Langzhou Chen, the Bodhisattva statue, even the Bodhisattva is glaring now, what good things can there be...
It has nothing to do with me, Zhou Tan thought silently, as for the princess in the palace, the runaway horse has long since lost her scruples, and the wild vision in her heart grows when the wind blows, let her go.
"boom--"
Fireworks illuminate the dusk of Yujing, and several meteor-like fires gather and fly away.In front of the Jinchang Gate, a huge new object was launched. It was red all over, like a burning fire snake, just waiting to open its mouth to spit.
There were guards lined up on both sides, but it wasn't Jin Mingwei, who was known as the face of Yujing. Everyone was dressed in black, with no face and sacks on their bodies, so that the people who joined the fun in the street didn't have any interest in watching people.
Take off the shell made of pig iron, adjust, pull up, the red fire snake is lifted into the air by the rope, there is no warning, there is a loud noise——
A cannon was projected in the very center of Yujing City!
It crossed the Suzaku Avenue on the central axis with a destructive momentum, brushed against the glazed corner of the Yan Pavilion, flew across the sparkling Yanchen River, and exploded on the barren hills that were visible far away on the outskirts of the city.
An earthquake-like battle spread to the city, and the originally lively crowd fell silent for an instant, like a flock of chickens, ducks and geese whose beaks had been choked.
Although there are few people there, it is adjacent to Qingliang Temple!
The incense in Qingliang Temple is not very strong, but there are always people living there. There are at least a hundred monks and laymen. How can they just light the fire without saying a word?What kind of fire is this observing? !
Outside the city, half of the mountain fell under the eyes of everyone, as if a person had been dragged off his neck.
The sound of gasping sounded one after another in the city, and the construction was carried out with great fanfare, but it was a frighteningly lively scene.
"King Pingsha..." At the top of the city, the emperor suddenly lowered his eyelids, and said in a calm manner: "King Pingsha is very good at discussing politics, unexpectedly he is good at singing and dancing."
"Your Majesty is indeed Your Majesty..." The dancer from Xisha, surrounded by guards, laughed softly, looking at people from behind the curtain made of beads. The tiny beads shone brightly, and her eyes had a hint of cat's eyes. Shi Hue: "Don't talk about your wrists, but your eyes are sharp."
"Going to the meeting alone?" The emperor even looked at the sky with great interest.asked lightly.
"Killing a hundred people to break through the siege..." Yan Pingsha tore down the curtain casually, showing a slight smile, and pretended to come closer: "Killing one person is enough."
Obviously she was carrying a weapon, the emperor just glanced at her wrist, thinking about it.
"Both lose and the fisherman gains, why bother..." The emperor turned his head and said softly, "Chen, come closer, what are you doing standing so far away?"
Yan Xiaochen stood on the next step of the tower with an unclear expression.Every time the emperor could guess a little bit what he was doing, and made a big move to intimidate him with a sentence or two, but there would be no further words.To his surprise... soft-hearted "easy to talk".
It shouldn't be like this, the emperor has no soft heart for a long time, and it is absolutely impossible to be so laissez-faire.
After the words fell, the second artillery shot straight towards the barren mountain. This time it exploded in mid-air, and a cloud of smoked red rose into the air, illuminating most of the suburbs of the city.
At dusk, the sun, like a boiled egg, has not yet set, and the red cloud is sticky and bright, like another freshly baked peeled boiled egg.
Two "suns" hang side by side in the sky, strange and eye-catching.The red cloud dissipated for a moment, but the pungent smell filled the face, setting off a burst of smoke and dust.
The entire Suzaku Street no longer has people's voices and delicious food, replaced by a layer of fog-like atmosphere, which gradually rises from the feet of the sluggish crowd, stays in the air, and dissipates after a long time.
In the distant Qingliang Temple, bricks and tiles were flying around, only the thousand-year-old lightning tree still had half-decayed branches and leaves.
Half of the mountain on the side disappeared as if splashing water, and the Qingliang Mountain below shook rumblingly, and finally stabilized the shaking body with difficulty, as if a thin layer of skin had been peeled off.
Fortunately, there was no fire, and the monks with buckets stopped to look from a distance, and the water splashed all over the ground, but before they could discuss a regulation, the dilapidated yellow bell in the center of the courtyard made a sound and crashed to the ground.
The plaque in front of the mountain gate was only half of the body still hanging on the beams and pillars, and the wind blew past, shaking unsteadily.
A layman wrapped up his bundle and went out of the mountain gate. He walked quickly and shouted: "Miss Gu, when is it time to serve the rice bowl! Hurry up and go—"
"Enough food and drink, let's go on the road." Someone answered lightly from the pile of tiles, without showing his face.
After a long time, the smell settled down, the smoke dissipated, and there was a conspicuous ashes pit and a bald mountain with a shaved head on the outskirts of the city. The top of the head was so bald that there was no hair at all.
"This is where you can see clearly." The emperor said, his fingertips rubbed the old finger on his left hand, and there was a line of inconspicuous purple lines on it.
The author says:
Thank you very much everyone, I touched the top of my head, it is not me who is bald and hairless.
Codeword late at night, I really want to eat soup dumplings.
Ji Qinghe:? ?Could this have anything to do with me? !Throw the bowl!
Yan Yunlou: The year-end summary is in progress, and urgent orders are not accepted.
He Lianyun was fine, and was still hot when he was taken out of the "iron pot" in retreat.
But the bed was not empty but there were many people, Zhou Tan felt a lump of charcoal on his forehead, and at the turn of winter and spring, it was so hot that it was difficult to sleep.
"It's too hot." He muttered, brushing away the tight wrists on his chest, only hooking his fingers loosely.
"I'm used to saying good things..." He Lianyun said, laughing buried in her hair: "I don't want to let it go in winter, but it's too hot in spring."
It was indeed too hot, and Zhou Tan even felt wisps of steam spreading in the mountains.
There was a constant knocking sound outside the window, and the Ordnance Department seemed to be jumping up and down digging holes again.The huge mechanical cart was pushed onto the flat ground and had been busy for several days.
"What?" Zhou Tan pointed out the window.
"That's the center of the "Smelting Map"."
"Smelting Mine Map" depicts thousands of miles, but the center is a blank space like a void, saving pen and ink.
"What mine?"
The type of mineral is unknown, and the soil quality here is not at all like the soil quality of any kind of mineral deposit.
The soil is wet and lumpy, even a little sticky. The snow in winter has been piled up into hills, and deep pits have been dug underground. It is very hot and busy.
In front of him was the potholed ground and the constant spout of hot steam.They chiseled the snow into a mess, with one small hole in one step, and one hole in three steps.There are tiny water jets ejected from the ground, like springs?
Why is there a mountain spring in this place?
Within a few days, the small pits were connected together. After digging deeply, more water rose up, converging into streams and rivers, and then flowing down from high to low.The spring water in the deep pit rose more and more, and finally overflowed the insteps and accumulated to the ankles.
The young ones just threw off their coats and jumped in to splash the mud, a joy that had never seen the world, and the splashing water made a fuss, the water accumulated more and more, and the hot mist became thicker, the whole pit was like a boiling pot , Just a few scallions can be served in soup.
"Where are these idiots from?" Sai Siduo, carrying two cleaned brass hammers, passed by with sleepy eyes, his eyes already relaxed.
Water droplets splashed on the toes of her boots, and there was a sound.
-
"Unexpectedly..." Zhou Tan put half a sheet of letter paper on his face, looked away, and sighed softly: "There are even springs."
"I have everything." He Lianyun's breath painted his ears, dyed an ambiguous red.
There is no war, and those who stay at home seem to be busy talking about personal affairs.Everyone knows what can be done when you squeeze your heads into a room, and the "business" that is not in a hurry is all like waste paper, spread out on the front hall table one by one.
In the Tianxia Yinlu Zhongzhou Association, just flipping through these neglected letter papers, you can see a piece of gaudy seals from the patriarch, blue, green, purple and red, and the patterns are even more strange.
Zhou Tan didn't have much time to care about money, his eyes seemed to be covered with a misty mist of sweat, and he couldn't even see clearly the excessive shaking.
Most of the skin of the soup dumpling from Nanjun has been worn away, revealing the breasts and abdomen for others to see, the empty door is wide open and there is no defense.
"What are you doing sideways?" He Lianyun kissed his temples.
"Hot." Zhou Tan struggled a few times, moved out half an inch, and pulled out a negligible distance from his back.
How could it not be hot, it was so hot that all three souls and seven souls were burned out.The war on paper on the ground was a victory, but in this place, Zhou Tan ran away with all his heart.
This is something I never dared to think of before. Due to the human situation, my muscles seem to have an intuitive reaction to holding a knife.
But like being poisoned, or like being drunk, the limbs can't exert much strength, so the knife is naturally not held, and there are other hot things occupying the space, so he must hold it with his own hands.
Really close.
"Stop...stop it."
"Call me?" He Lianyun grabbed the palm that had slipped down, and placed it on the side of his neck again, where there was a pulse like fire, the temperature of a blazing fire.
He was clearly pretending to be confused.
"Ji Qinghe..." Zhou Tan was completely pressed down, like a pitiful steamed stuffed bun. He was facing the corner in front of him, and behind him was a shackle like a copper wall. Grinding out a layer of conspicuous red.
But he was not willing to let go, and finally just turned around, hugged the upper neck, and cursed in a low voice: "You are illiterate."
-
Near the end of the year, there are other things to be busy, and the news from Yanyun Building is a little bit delayed, and there are no documents to deal with urgently, so it is a rare leisure time.
The old lists that had been piled up for a year were rearranged and sorted out, and swallows in twos and threes spread their wings and slid, or went south, or all the way west.
Zhou Tan clearly knew that the storm was coming in Nanjun. Dongzhou, Changzhou, and even Qinghe Town, which was strictly guarded and not allowed to garrison troops, were all drawn into a new chess game. Langzhou Chen, who was retreating, stretched out his hands flickeringly.
Langzhou Chen, the Bodhisattva statue, even the Bodhisattva is glaring now, what good things can there be...
It has nothing to do with me, Zhou Tan thought silently, as for the princess in the palace, the runaway horse has long since lost her scruples, and the wild vision in her heart grows when the wind blows, let her go.
"boom--"
Fireworks illuminate the dusk of Yujing, and several meteor-like fires gather and fly away.In front of the Jinchang Gate, a huge new object was launched. It was red all over, like a burning fire snake, just waiting to open its mouth to spit.
There were guards lined up on both sides, but it wasn't Jin Mingwei, who was known as the face of Yujing. Everyone was dressed in black, with no face and sacks on their bodies, so that the people who joined the fun in the street didn't have any interest in watching people.
Take off the shell made of pig iron, adjust, pull up, the red fire snake is lifted into the air by the rope, there is no warning, there is a loud noise——
A cannon was projected in the very center of Yujing City!
It crossed the Suzaku Avenue on the central axis with a destructive momentum, brushed against the glazed corner of the Yan Pavilion, flew across the sparkling Yanchen River, and exploded on the barren hills that were visible far away on the outskirts of the city.
An earthquake-like battle spread to the city, and the originally lively crowd fell silent for an instant, like a flock of chickens, ducks and geese whose beaks had been choked.
Although there are few people there, it is adjacent to Qingliang Temple!
The incense in Qingliang Temple is not very strong, but there are always people living there. There are at least a hundred monks and laymen. How can they just light the fire without saying a word?What kind of fire is this observing? !
Outside the city, half of the mountain fell under the eyes of everyone, as if a person had been dragged off his neck.
The sound of gasping sounded one after another in the city, and the construction was carried out with great fanfare, but it was a frighteningly lively scene.
"King Pingsha..." At the top of the city, the emperor suddenly lowered his eyelids, and said in a calm manner: "King Pingsha is very good at discussing politics, unexpectedly he is good at singing and dancing."
"Your Majesty is indeed Your Majesty..." The dancer from Xisha, surrounded by guards, laughed softly, looking at people from behind the curtain made of beads. The tiny beads shone brightly, and her eyes had a hint of cat's eyes. Shi Hue: "Don't talk about your wrists, but your eyes are sharp."
"Going to the meeting alone?" The emperor even looked at the sky with great interest.asked lightly.
"Killing a hundred people to break through the siege..." Yan Pingsha tore down the curtain casually, showing a slight smile, and pretended to come closer: "Killing one person is enough."
Obviously she was carrying a weapon, the emperor just glanced at her wrist, thinking about it.
"Both lose and the fisherman gains, why bother..." The emperor turned his head and said softly, "Chen, come closer, what are you doing standing so far away?"
Yan Xiaochen stood on the next step of the tower with an unclear expression.Every time the emperor could guess a little bit what he was doing, and made a big move to intimidate him with a sentence or two, but there would be no further words.To his surprise... soft-hearted "easy to talk".
It shouldn't be like this, the emperor has no soft heart for a long time, and it is absolutely impossible to be so laissez-faire.
After the words fell, the second artillery shot straight towards the barren mountain. This time it exploded in mid-air, and a cloud of smoked red rose into the air, illuminating most of the suburbs of the city.
At dusk, the sun, like a boiled egg, has not yet set, and the red cloud is sticky and bright, like another freshly baked peeled boiled egg.
Two "suns" hang side by side in the sky, strange and eye-catching.The red cloud dissipated for a moment, but the pungent smell filled the face, setting off a burst of smoke and dust.
The entire Suzaku Street no longer has people's voices and delicious food, replaced by a layer of fog-like atmosphere, which gradually rises from the feet of the sluggish crowd, stays in the air, and dissipates after a long time.
In the distant Qingliang Temple, bricks and tiles were flying around, only the thousand-year-old lightning tree still had half-decayed branches and leaves.
Half of the mountain on the side disappeared as if splashing water, and the Qingliang Mountain below shook rumblingly, and finally stabilized the shaking body with difficulty, as if a thin layer of skin had been peeled off.
Fortunately, there was no fire, and the monks with buckets stopped to look from a distance, and the water splashed all over the ground, but before they could discuss a regulation, the dilapidated yellow bell in the center of the courtyard made a sound and crashed to the ground.
The plaque in front of the mountain gate was only half of the body still hanging on the beams and pillars, and the wind blew past, shaking unsteadily.
A layman wrapped up his bundle and went out of the mountain gate. He walked quickly and shouted: "Miss Gu, when is it time to serve the rice bowl! Hurry up and go—"
"Enough food and drink, let's go on the road." Someone answered lightly from the pile of tiles, without showing his face.
After a long time, the smell settled down, the smoke dissipated, and there was a conspicuous ashes pit and a bald mountain with a shaved head on the outskirts of the city. The top of the head was so bald that there was no hair at all.
"This is where you can see clearly." The emperor said, his fingertips rubbed the old finger on his left hand, and there was a line of inconspicuous purple lines on it.
The author says:
Thank you very much everyone, I touched the top of my head, it is not me who is bald and hairless.
Codeword late at night, I really want to eat soup dumplings.
Ji Qinghe:? ?Could this have anything to do with me? !Throw the bowl!
Yan Yunlou: The year-end summary is in progress, and urgent orders are not accepted.
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