I have a long pupil

Chapter 80
The north wind blows overnight, and the capital is covered with heavy snow.

"It's snowing! It's snowing!"

In the alleys, children were cheering, chasing and playing with sticks, snowballs flew around, and their faces were flushed with cold.

The adults in Anzhenfang were frowning.

"It's snowing a little early this year..."

"I also said that I will go outside the city to prepare some firewood in the near future. Now it's all right. I have to find someone to accompany me before I dare to go."

"Hurry up! The house of Liu's family has collapsed, and the family of three is buried inside. Chen Fang is asking everyone to help!"

Zhang Biao pushed the door out with a tired face. Hearing the news, he went to help without saying a word.

The results were no surprises.

None of the three members of the family were spared, and they were frozen hard.

"Liu Erlang's old house is already dilapidated, so I don't know how to repair it as soon as possible, just look at it."

"Where is the money? I spent most of the autumn working in Fanglin Garden. A few days ago, I still asked me to borrow money to buy food..."

"Hey, this shitty world."

This situation happens every year in Beicheng, and the people in Anzhenfang have long been used to it, and they only complain lightly in their words.

"Alright, alright."

Fangzheng Chen Haishan said: "The relatives of Liu's family are all in Cangzhou, and they have not seen each other for a long time. Let's pool some money and at least settle the funeral."

This is the case in Beichengfang. Regardless of weddings or weddings, a single family can hardly bear it, so they have to help each other.

Looking at the three corpses covered by straw mats next to the ruins, Zhang Biao could feel the faint yin energy disappearing. He probably had obsessions in his heart and had fallen into the spirit world and became a dead soul.

He shook his head slightly, took out a piece of silver from his body, and said, "Recently, I have a lot of money, so I will ask Chen Fangzheng for the Liu family's funeral."

"The Zhang family is benevolence and righteousness."

"If you have the ability, you can go anywhere."

The people in the neighborhood praised him one after another.

This year's life is extremely sad, even if you pay less than a dozen coppers, it will make you feel happy.

"I'll leave things up to you guys."

Zhang Biao cupped his hands, turned and left.

"Five-color fruit!"

When approaching the house, there was a hawker from outside the street carrying a pole and selling it along the street, shivering in the wind and snow, stomping his feet non-stop.

"Come on, buddy."

"I'll wrap it up for you, three copper coins."

Five-color fruit is a kind of small pastry, the taste is average, but it is a custom in Daliang.

Every year on the first day of heavy snowfall, people, rich or poor, eat five-color fruits. At the same time, when it is dark at night, they use candles to illuminate the dark places under the bed and in the corner of the room, which is called "wasteful lighting".

Zhang Biao didn't care about it before, but now he feels more and more about it.

Ghosts like to hide in dark places, and many are afraid of light and fire. Every time they appear, they must be extinguished by the dark wind.

There is also "waste", which refers to ghosts, the ghosts and ghosts of the Wushen Temple, who cultivate by devouring essence, blood and yang energy.

Not to mention the "Nuo Dance" during the New Year's Eve.

Many folk customs seem to be confusing, but they are actually related to the ancient times, but they have been passed down to this day and have changed.

Putting aside the mess, Zhang Biao looked at the skull in his hand.

After a night of sculpting, the excess parts have been worn away, most of the holes in the skull have been repaired, and two passages have been made, which lead to the mouth along the nasal cavity.

The next step is to engrave the dark fire gourd formation, which is depicted with cinnabar chicken blood mixed with incense ash, and then fixed with brass decoration.

Zhang Biao looked at it carefully again.

Under the winter sun, the skull is as smooth as white jade...

……

Gollum...

Outside the Meridian Gate, blood splattered three feet, heads rolled all over the ground one by one, the family of Pei Yuanshang, who used to be from Zhongshushe, were all beheaded.

"Zhao Yue turned against her after all..."

In Beichen Hall, Zhao Mian's voice was very indifferent, "He was ready to move at the beginning, if I hadn't slaughtered the three emperor uncles, he would have established himself as emperor long ago, and now he finally couldn't bear it anymore."

The new Grand Sima Lu Wuji came out and said in a deep voice: "I just took over the Ministry of War. According to what the spies over there said, it was the Pei family who joined forces with several noble gentry to come to the door. On the condition that the sons of all the people worshiped in the Yanjia sect, they jointly raised the issue."

"Several generals of the Cangzhou army have been bought by Zhao Yue for many years. They killed the envoy of the capital overnight, and now they have sent heavy troops to defend the border of Cangzhou."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and said, "The northern frontier army will arrive near Cangzhou in a few days. General Wei Zang will report back. On the way back, there are often demagogues in the army, and he will kill them all."

"Your Majesty, please decree that the veterans rush to the frontier army immediately, and lead the army to kill all those rebellious officials and thieves!"

"inappropriate!"

Prime Minister Liu Ji hurriedly came out to persuade: "The current situation is unclear. Although the frontier army is superior in number, there is not enough food and grass after all. If the other states unite and cut off food and grass to encircle them, they only need to wait until the fog falls, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers will be alone."

"At present, Huaizhou and Luzhou are still waiting and watching. They are next to Taizhou where the imperial city is located. If the frontier army returns, they will not dare to take risks."

"Liu Xiang is right."

Zhao Mian said calmly: "The weather is not good for our big beams, let them come back first."

"Your Majesty said it very well."

Da Sima Lu Wuji nodded and retreated.

He has been in charge of the army for many years, so of course he knows what the situation is now, and his voice is just to express his attitude.

Zhao Mian smiled, "I heard that the stupid king of Haizhou, relying on the distance, issued a letter of seal, and read it to me."

All the ministers looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to say much.

Now the court is clean, the emperor monopolizes the power, is moody, and says what he says, who dares to talk nonsense.

"Luan Moyan, read it!"

"The false emperor Zhao Mian was cruel by nature. He raised troops to seize power. He won the position improperly. He killed the royal family at will and disregarded the etiquette of his ancestors. He was addicted to beauty and lusted for extravagance..."

A letter of appeal made all the ministers sweat on their foreheads.

The disasters in the Daye vassal town in the previous dynasty made this dynasty extremely wary of generals, so they enfeoffed the vassal kings and suppressed the Quartet.

As a result, they all look like birds.

Over the past 300 years, although Daliang has become increasingly prosperous, it has been in a struggle between the central and local governments. It is nothing more than that today you have the upper hand, and tomorrow I will bear it for the time being.

Since Zhao Mian came to power, he first led troops into the palace to seize the imperial power, and then suppressed the rebellion of the three kings. He was ambitious to cut down the vassal and return the power to the central government.

It's a pity that the grassland tribes in northern Xinjiang became powerful, and then established the Golden Horde Wolf Kingdom, and entered the customs to harass and disrupt this process.

Zhao Mian personally led the army out of the customs, spent several years of work, wiped out the Golden Horde, and killed the grassland with corpses all over the field.

However, the price was that the central government was seriously injured, and it returned to the previous stalemate with the local government. However, the local government was also afraid of Zhao Mian, at least on the surface.

After many years of fighting, Zhao Mian also had gray hair early and gradually lost his temper. After the world was peaceful and the treasury was full, he was addicted to pleasure.

Listening to the utterly tearing proclamation, all the ministers could clearly see that the flames in Zhao Mian's eyes rose again.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mian's voice was still calm.

"Right now, the return of the frontier army is still the main focus."

"The Fire Luo Cult took refuge in the court, and the condition was to return their sacred objects. The object was taken by King Huaizhou. He refused to come, and he refused to return the object?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, we are already on our way."

"Well, the Winter Solstice Festival, I want to proceed as scheduled, I'm tired, and everyone will settle down to their duties."

"Retreat!"

After retreating from the imperial court, Zhao Mian left Beichen Hall and did not return to the Harem, but directly turned to Qionghua Hall.

Everyone is used to it, and they all know the reason, it is the best place to see the scenery in the capital other than Vientiane Palace, and more importantly, it is where Li Guiren is.

After being favored for ten years, the queen has already died of depression.

Everyone in the palace knew that Li Mingshu, Li Guiren, the proud and beautiful woman, was no different from the empress.

Back in Qionghua Palace, after Zhao Mian changed his clothes, he sat on the balcony, looking at the scenery of the capital, feeling a little cold for no reason, and tightened his clothes again.

"Come here, bring the stove."

Behind him, a soft voice sounded.

A graceful and graceful woman in palace robes came slowly, and gently pressed Zhao Mian's temples from behind.

It was Li Guiren Li Mingshu.

Zhao Mian sighed, "Ming Shu, I'm really old, I almost fainted from anger just now, I'm not reconciled, if I'm younger, I will draw my sword out of its sheath, and kill all those rebellious officials and thieves!"

Li Mingshu had a beautiful face, hugged Zhao Mian from behind, and comforted him softly: "Your Majesty, I believe in you, there will be such a day."

She looked at the snowstorm in the distance,

There is a hidden red light in the eyes...

clang!clang!clang!
in heavy snow,
The capital bell echoed.

……

"It's time!"

At the south gate of Yujing City, when the bell echoed, Yang Xiao complained to the coachman, "Why did you come here?"

The coachman looked helpless, "Master Yang, you also saw that the heavy snow suddenly fell, making the road difficult."

"Damn it, God damn it!"

Yang Xiao also scolded, "I promised a brother to cultivate a Taoist temple, and the money was also collected. If the project cannot be completed on schedule, I will be ashamed."

"Let's go quickly. Fortunately, the foundation and brick walls have been completed, and only the beams are left. It is even more difficult to do it after the snow has melted..."

With an order, the long and long convoy slowly entered the city pulling logs one by one.

At the gate of the city, many people are still queuing.

And on the official road ten miles away, in the snowstorm, two knights were galloping on horseback.

They all wore six-door official uniforms.

One person has a fair face and handsome features, but half of his face is covered with black birthmarks, as if the sky is jealous of his face, making it a yin and yang face.

The other person was born ordinary, with a beard, smelled of alcohol, and had vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

Both of them had golden tokens hanging around their waists.

"Du Lu, we are late. The chief arrester will reprimand you. It's all your fault. You insisted on drinking other people's wine, which almost killed us both."

"When you encounter good wine, you can't miss it even if you die."

"The capital is the closest, but it's very lively..."

The two were chatting while riding, and suddenly stopped at the same time.

I saw a monk walking together in the wind and snow on the official road, with only faint footprints behind him.

The yin and yang face quickly shrank his pupils, his back tensed, but there was a smile on his face, "You two, are you a human or a ghost?"

When the monk heard the words, he turned around at the same time.

The monk is strong and has only one arm, but his eyes are shining like glass.

The Taoist was younger, with a jade face and short beard, and a refined temperament. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "It's broad daylight, where did the ghost come from?"

"Not always!"

The drunken policeman sneered and said, "We've seen ghosts a few times during our journey. Since the dark sun and blood moon, the world has become a bit incomprehensible, and it's difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts."

"Where did you come from and where are you going?"

The Taoist smiled shyly, "The poor Taoist should meet someone at an appointment, and he will leave after a word. Don't worry, you two, this capital city, the poor Taoist doesn't want to stay for a day."

The monk's face was calm, and suddenly the glazed light flashed in his eyes, like a treasure, making it difficult to turn his eyes away.

The two gold-medal catchers felt a bit of confusion in their minds, and then opened their eyes, and there was no one on the vast snowy road...

(End of this chapter)