The peach blossoms have all fallen, the spring and autumn have all fallen, but the best thing is the moment in the dream.
Zhao Wujiang had a dream.
I dreamed of a room full of people, all of whom were his confidante, including Xiao Nianxia, his third uncle, Li Yuanzheng, Li Chunjun and other old friends.
No one in the dream spoke. He seemed to have taken off his armor and lived a normal life.
What world, what calamity, and everything has nothing to do with him.
He is just an ordinary rich man, living a simple and leisurely life.
But he woke up from the dream and opened his eyes. The world was devastated. Broken walls and ruins could be seen in the flood. In front of him was a water giant dominating the sky.
He raised his head and couldn't see clearly the face of the giant.
"What is your Tao?" He heard a very familiar old voice, but he just couldn't remember who the owner of this voice was.
"Ah Wu, what is your Tao?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the old voice seemed a little urgent, and his voice was a little louder.
"My way..." He murmured in a low voice, and there was endless wailing in his ears.
He looked sideways and found that he was standing on the ruins of the Great Xia Dynasty's capital, surrounded by suffering people who were crying despite the rain.
"My way..." His voice became hoarse and he wanted to answer, but he couldn't tell what his way was.
He clearly knew what his way was, but he couldn't tell it at the moment.
"Pfft." A sharp knife pierced his heart, and severe pain swept through his body. In front of him was a strange man, crying:
"sorry."
One sharp weapon after another pierced his body, cutting his flesh and blood in exchange for life.
His consciousness became increasingly blurred and he murmured:
"My way..."
"Dong..."
He fell heavily into the boundless darkness, and dull echoes came from all around.
A figure walked slowly from the depths of the darkness. It was an old man with disheveled hair and twin pupils in his eyes.
The pupils slowly came together.
"Ah Wu, go and see your way." The old man hunched over and slowly looked at him who was lying on the ground.
He wanted to get up, but as his body lifted, he sat up.
He was sitting on the bed, next to Qing'er who was sleeping soundly, and outside the house was the falling winter snow.
"My way..."
He murmured softly, his eyes as deep as a dark abyss without any light:
"It is the way of life."
The complex and aloof aura slowly spread out from his body, like a god or a gibbering dreamer.
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On the seventh day of winter, the weather got a little colder.
Today, everything is not suitable.
Zhao Wujiang went to the Ministry of Works to supervise the construction of hand warmers, and then went to the Ministry of Household Affairs to inspect the spiritual stones handed over by various officials in the court.
Today, these spiritual stones and hand warmers will depart from the Imperial City and be sent to the five most severely affected states among the thirteen states of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, namely Yunzhou, Jingzhou, Wutong State, Baicizhou, and Fangcao State.
The spiritual stones and hand warmers will first arrive in the hands of the state pastor, and then be distributed to the county guards from the state government, who will then arrange for people to deliver them to the county towns of each county.
The so-called state pastor is the official with the highest authority in charge of a state.
Mu means grazing.
It means the herdsmen on behalf of the emperor.
In addition to the thirteen states, the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty also had some relatively small fiefdoms. These fiefdoms did not belong to any one state, but belonged to a certain prince.
Coupled with some inaccessible mountains and forests or restricted areas of life that are difficult for monks to enter, the vast Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty was formed.
If you act quickly, tonight, hand warmers that can release the power of spiritual stones to ward off the cold will be distributed to the people of Li in the five states to resist the strange cold.
Then batches of more heating devices will spread to the five states and be distributed to the other eight states.
At the same time, the major sects within the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty will also begin preparations to accept many Li people in the future.
If the weather is good and the winter snow subsides, everything will get back on track.
If there is no beauty, Da Zhou is also fully prepared.
