The ancestors of Daxia fought bloody battles and rose up among the waves.
Although Daxia is now weak, it upholds the legacy of its ancestors and contributes to the prosperity of Daxia. Countless people have stepped forward and shed their blood.
On New Year's Eve, people kill evildoers, sacrifice family gods, and comfort ancestors.
The turmoil over the gift of food and death gradually subsided, and the people of Kyoto were happy and harmonious.
After Zhao Wujiang paid homage to the deceased Qi Lin and Li Yuanzheng in Wuya Pavilion, he gave a lot of money to the people in Wuya Pavilion and was greeted by a wave of respectful thanks.
He chatted with his sister-in-law Hua Ruyu for a few more words, and then left slowly under Hua Ruyu's slightly resentful eyes.
Walking through the streets and alleys of Kyoto, the lanterns are gorgeous and there are only a few tourists.
Most people are drinking and changing cups with their families, looking forward to good times in the coming year.
Zhao Wujiang slowly came to Xingqingyuan. There were couplets posted in Xingqingyuan, and the two big stone lions in front of the door were also covered with makeup.
He pushed open the door and welcomed three women.
Su Huayi, who is more charming than snow in white clothes, Gu Nanyuan, who is pure and charming in black robes like ink, and Li Chanxi, who is covered in purple clouds and is green and pleasant.
The three women faced Zhao Wujiang, chirping like a lark, talking about interesting things, and dragged Zhao Wujiang to the side room.
Zhao Wujiang let them hold hands with a smile on his face, his smile was gentle and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Dugu Tianqing sent a letter, which told the true outcome of the attempt to murder him in southern Xinjiang.
He, Dugu Tianqing, did escape the murder, but the poison invaded his body. The poison was so strong that it was like a gangrene attached to the bone. Even Zhao Wujiang's panacea could not completely remove the poison, but only had a delaying effect.
But in order not to affect the morale of the military and not to worry his compatriots, Dugu Tianqing only reported good news and not bad news in his letters and reports.
However, he still wrote a letter to Zhao Wujiang, saying that the current situation in the northern border was not good. The grassland barbarians outside the northern border were watching with eager eyes, and the suspected internal ghosts in the Daxia military camp had not been completely eliminated and there were still some remnants.
He is now invaded by an extremely strong and difficult poison, and he needs Zhao Wujiang to remove it for him, because Zhao Wujiang is the best candidate now, with his superb medical skills and his utmost trust.
So after reading the contents of the letter, Zhao Wujiang decided to leave for the northern border tomorrow, the first day of the new year.
Dugu Tianqing was poisoned by poison. According to the letter, it has been three days now. He needs to detoxify as soon as possible. Once the poison occurs and he cannot bear it, he will die. Two generals will be killed in a row within a year. The morale of the northern army will be shaken, and the grassland royal court will be shaken. Will take advantage of the opportunity.
Zhao Wujiang was thinking about it, and was led into the side room by the three women. There was a heater in the room. The three women smiled sweetly and said they wanted to give him a surprise, so they left him alone in the room and did not know where they went.
Zhao Wujiang waited and waited. Not long after, the three women pushed the door in again. When he looked at them, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise.
I saw Su Huayi, Gu Nanyuan and Li Chanxi changing their outfits. These outfits were distant and familiar, giving Zhao Wujiang a feeling of being in another world.
Su Huayi had shed her white clothes, Sheng Xue, and now she was wearing a mink fur coat. Underneath, she was wearing a jade-white embroidered cheongsam with extremely high slits, which made her already graceful figure become more and more exquisite. She walked around in lotus steps, wearing a cheongsam. The white scenery inside is looming.
Gu Nanyuan put on a hip-covering knitted light gray sweater and a pair of black stockings, which made her round and slender legs even more alluring.
She walked forward in small steps, holding the hem of her sweater with her slender hands, as if she was afraid that her naked body would be exposed. She was shy and charming, and as her beautiful eyes rolled around, she was a little afraid to look at Zhao Wujiang.
Li Chanxi, on the other hand, was wearing a blue and white JK uniform, which made her look more youthful and cute. She was not very shy, and jumped into Zhao Wujiang’s arms first, calling out sweetly:
"Brother Wujiang..."
Are you serious...Zhao Wujiang's eyes were slightly bright. He had just mentioned it before. Unexpectedly, Su Huayi and the other three would be interested in it. They even wore these specially on New Year's Eve in the cold winter. If there was no heater in the house, , I'm afraid he will feel distressed.
I feel sorry for the coldness of my sisters and want to hold them in my arms and cherish them.
