Qihuang

Da'an Dynasty Anjing 27 years.

In the twelfth lunar month, at the foot of the royal city of Mobei Kingdom, the sky was just getting a bit brighter, and the snowflakes were not too tired after a night, and they were still falling in a whirl. The wooden shed and wine village at the foot of the city gate were covered with a thick layer. thick snow.

The gate of the ancient city opened with a "squeak", and two young men in cloaks slowly walked out of two rows of soldiers.

One in front and one in back, one red and one green.

Qing walked behind, lowered his voice and said to the city supervisor on duty today: "There is no need to make too much noise, as usual, just close the city gate and open it again at three o'clock."

The mayor of the city supervisor half-kneeled on the ground, without any embarrassment on his face, although he was talking to the man in green, his eyes were already chasing the man in red who was about to walk to the wine village.

He raised his voice and said, "Don't worry Xu Jinwei, it's the subordinate who fell asleep. If you are blamed, it's all the subordinate's fault!"

Hearing this, Xu Jinwei, who was called Xu Jinwei, pulled down the hat on his cloak, shook the rustling snowflakes with his hands, and teased him: "You can't say that, the prince is strict in governing the army, if you say you are not careful dozed off..."

Xu Jianwei didn't say any more, just made a gesture of taking off his hat, smiled again, and then skipped a few steps to the wine village to chase after the prince.

"Auntie, as usual, two jars of burning knives."

Yan Liao shook off the strands of snowflakes on his shoulders, and Xu Shaozhuo first took a step to find a seat in the wooden shed to sit down.

"Hey!" The old lady in the wine village hurriedly agreed, warming two jugs of spirits on the stove with her chapped hands trembling.

While talking, Xu Shaozhuo also came over, sat beside Yan Liao, and exchanged greetings with the old lady who was warming the wine: "Auntie, how about eating beef at noon today? The prince ordered the people to take away the extra calf and lamb at home. They were all slaughtered and sold, wouldn't that just make my appetite cheaper!"

The old lady quickly responded: "Yes."

Hearing this, Yan Liao turned his eyes away from the Zangshu Pavilion a few feet away, glanced at Xu Shaozhuo, and said teasingly: "If you eat up all the food that Auntie has stored for the winter, you will be fined and compensated for all your salary." aunt."

After hearing what the son said, the aunt panicked for a while, and hurriedly waved her hands to explain: "This is impossible, the old woman's family complies with your order to slaughter animals, the old lady is still in the house except for one old cow, and the rest are sold and killed. , In this way, this year's New Year's goods are more than several times more than in previous years. Besides... my family's cow... If it can enter the belly of the prince, it will also be a blessing for several lifetimes!"

"Pfft." Xu Shaozhuo couldn't help laughing.

The people of Mobei respect and love the eldest son, Yan Liao, to such an extent.

Yan Liao tilted his head, looking at Feixue outside the shed with bright eyes: "When the time comes, you will know why I ordered the slaughter of animals."

Xu Shaozhuo withdrew his smile, looked at Zangshu Pavilion with doubts in his eyes, and finally couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty has been staring at this Zangshu Pavilion for three days, what exactly are you staring at here?"

For the past three days, Yan Liao went out of the city gate and sat in the Jiuzhai before dawn every day before Maoshi. When the Library Pavilion opened, he asked Xu Shaozhuo to go in and borrow a few strange novels, and bring them to the Jiuzhai to read for himself.

Xu Shaozhuo didn't think that Yan Liao had come to Zangshu Pavilion to pass the time.

The king of Mobei was summoned to the imperial capital four months ago and has not yet returned, so Yan Liao has to control all domestic affairs.Now that the New Year's Eve is approaching, Yan Liao sneaked out of Wangcheng by claiming that he was sick and hiding from the prime minister...to come and live in Zangshu Pavilion?

Can the huge Library Pavilion still run with long legs?

Yan Liao didn't explain, Xu Shaozhuo followed Yan Liao's example, poured a glass of strong wine to warm his hands, sat on the bench with his back straight and watched the movement of Zangshu Pavilion.

This book collection pavilion is an ancient wooden attic with a history of more than a hundred years. It is built in a corner outside the root of Wangcheng, where ordinary people inside and outside the Wangcheng can go in and borrow books.

Mobei Kingdom is located in a barren land, and the whole country advocates martial arts. Reading is such an elegant thing that can't fill one's stomach. There are schools in the royal city for the children of the royal family to study. If ordinary people want to study, Then you can come to the Zangshu Pavilion outside Wangcheng to view and borrow books by yourself.

It's just that no matter how Xu Shaozhuo looked at it, he couldn't see a flower.

In the same wine cellar, with the same tables, chairs, and shochu, even though Xu Shaozhuo and Yan Liao were in the same pose, he still smacked his lips, feeling that he couldn't stand Shizi's wanton attitude.

It's not just because Xu Shaozhuo can't bear the bearing of the prince, but also because Xu Shaozhuo is a little anxious now.What is urgent is, did Shizi predict something?

After all, their sons don't look like they were born from mortal wombs at all, they are more like the sons of destiny, amazing.

How could anyone in the world find a second proud son of heaven like Shizi?

Literate at the age of one, ascended to the throne at the age of two, proposed to strengthen the Great Wall of Border Defense at the age of five, and defeated the Nima tribe in the frontier fortress at the age of seven...

Oh, and the most important thing is that Shizi sometimes sees the future.

When Shizi's reputation was at its peak, as long as someone mentioned Shizi's name in Mobei, even a child who was just babbling and able to speak, could recite such a doggerel:

"In the northern part of the border, the son of the world is burning, and the wolf is harmful, and the swallow is holding a knife; planning and planning, running thousands of miles, predicting things like a god, and the emperor's bones are enshrined in heaven."

The front of the doggerel was okay, but the latter line "Emperor Bone Heavenly Blessing" is a bit scary.After King Mobei heard it, he immediately banned the song from continuing to spread.

However, if Xu Shaozhuo were to say that the current emperor, the one who is truly regarded as the "Son of Heaven", would not be as good as his 17-year-old son.

The two sat in silence for a while, and Xu Shaozhuo couldn't sit still anymore, so he began to whisper in Yan Liao's ear.

"My son, when do you think the king and the young master will be back? It's almost Chinese New Year."

At the mention of this, Yan Liao's casual look subsided a bit, and the sharpness in his eyes suddenly revealed a trace of imperceptible worry.

From Mobei King City to Xian'an City, the imperial capital of Da'an, it would take one month if traveling by horse-drawn carriage, and the journey was long.But if you take turns to change the fast horses at the post station, you can arrive in about seven days. If you send messages by flying pigeons, you can receive them in three to five days.

But half a month later, the elite sent by Yan Liao did not come back, and the carrier pigeon did not move.As soon as it sank like water, it was as if Xian'an City had imposed a ban, and the land had become airtight.

If it hadn't been for knowing that two major incidents were about to break out in Mobei City, Yan Liao would have lost his temper and would have personally gone to Xian'an City to find out.

On the one hand, the father may be in danger, and on the other hand, Mobei is about to die.

Yan Liao can only put all his thoughts on the upcoming natural and man-made disasters in Mobei.As for the father and king of Xian'an City... Yan Liao chose Wu Hai, the man who had suddenly arrived in front of the dragon chair in the imperial city in his previous life and took his life with an arrow.

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At about noon, Yan Liao and Xu Shaozhuo ate two bowls of beef noodles to fill their stomachs, and then each held a volume of Strange Tales to pass the time.

The wine village was windy and the weather was cold, except for Yan Liao, there were really no other guests these days.

It was precisely because the guest who came was Yan Liao that the old lady specially asked the son of the family to come every two hours to change a charcoal fire and put it under Yan Liao's feet to give him a little warmth.

"Will your majesty be able to come back this year? It's been snowing all the time, and it looks like it will snow heavily in a few days. If you can't make it back a year ago, the road from Jizhou will probably be difficult..."

The old lady was sitting by the stove warming wine, worrying about the monarch of Mobei.

Xu Shaozhuo was so bored and sleepy that he almost fell asleep for the fourth time. After hearing what the old lady said, he hurriedly put down the book in hand and ran over to chat with the old lady.

Xu Shaozhuo put his hand on top of the stove, warmed the fire comfortably, and said with a smile: "Mobei lives in a frontier, and it is too far away from the imperial city. But the country that is farther than us belongs to the southern border country. If our king can't go back The king of Nanjiang must be doing the same at home for the New Year, so it is a lot of balance. As for the other two princes and kings... they should still be able to go back."

As he said that, he turned his head, looked at Yan Liao who was a little sleepy, and said curiously: "Young Master, I have something to ask at the end."

Yan Liao raised his eyelids: "Speak."

"This time His Majesty summoned the princes and kings of the four countries to meet him. Why did you let Mr. Wu Hai accompany the king? If you met the King of Gusu in the imperial city, would you come back...Eh——

Prince! ! !Master Wu Hai is back!Quickly, look on the official road, is that Mr. Wu Hai? "

"Ouyou, you scared the old woman to death, Xu Jianwei really..."

The old lady slapped her chest in shock at Xu Shaozhuo's sudden jump.

Yan Liao was also shocked by Xu Shaozhuo's turning point.

Although Xu Shaozhuo's kung fu was inferior to Yan Liao's, his eyesight was unparalleled. If he said that Wu Hai was the official, he would probably be wrong.

Quickly got up and walked out of the wine village, Yan Liao saw a white horse galloping on the snow on the official road far away, splashing snow all over the ground and rushing towards the city gate.

When the horse galloped closer, Yan Liao saw a young man in a black cloak on a white horse, holding the rein tightly and whipping him.The young man was bathed in the wind and snow, his small face was pale, and his expression was indifferent, showing no joy or sorrow, which did not match his anxious action of riding the horse.

"It's Mr. Wu Hai!" Xu Shaozhuo broke his voice in shock: "My lord, why did Mr. Wu Hai drive back by himself?"

Yan Liao stared closely at the black figure, his chest was on fire.

His heart was burning, but his hands and feet were icy cold, and Xu Shaozhuo's noisy voice was suddenly blurred and indistinct.

Wu Hai was driving his horse, and when he saw Yan Liao and two people outside the wine village at the city gate, he reined in his horse about three feet away from them.

However, the horse was running so fast that it couldn't stop in time.I saw the horse's two front hooves lifted upwards, leading Wu Hai halfway into the air.Seeing this, Wu Hai's expression didn't change at all, he grabbed the rein of the horse and pulled it back hard. Even so, the hind hoof still slid for several feet, and he barely stopped until Yan Liao was in front of him.

As soon as the horse stopped, it foamed and fell to the ground again, unable to convulse.

Xu Shaozhuo looked at the white froth on the horse's mouth, his eyes suddenly became a little frightened, and then he looked at Yan Liao - the prince who was always in high spirits on weekdays looked extremely ugly at this moment.His heart skipped a beat, knowing that something must have happened.

Wu Hai jumped off the white horse when it lost control and fell to the ground. As soon as it landed, he knelt down in front of Yan Liao, and said slowly, "Your Majesty, the King of Mobei died in Xian'an City."

Just at this time, the chief supervisor of the city gate ran over and knelt down three steps away to report: "My lord, please see me, Lord Yushi!"

As soon as the Chief Supervisor finished speaking, there was a loud "boom", and the two wooden doors of the Zangshu Pavilion outside the city were knocked open, and the wooden wadding door slammed into the stone lion outside the door, smashing it to pieces.

Yan Liao was pulled back to his senses by the loud noise, and immediately ran to the library.

Everyone looked at Zangshu Pavilion together.

I saw the son untied the red cloak that was in the way and threw it on the ground, revealing the black brocade robe with gold trim.Embroidered on the back of the brocade suit is an extremely vivid red fire phoenix, with its wings outspread, its air is arrogant, it is so red in the white snow.

Until the fire suddenly broke out in the library pavilion, the prince rushed into the fire in the library pavilion, and the phoenix on his back flew into the sea of ​​flames.

Wait...why did Shi Zi rush into the fire?

Lord Yushi shook his beard, pointed at the library and stamped his feet, shouting: "Come here, come! Save the world!"

Xu Shaozhuo's face changed a long time ago, he also threw his cloak, and rushed over.