At the end of the year, it is crucial for Zhongzhou and Xizhou, but for the Yuan Dynasty, the theory of Yuan Ri is just a theory pulled out by the powerless literati in the Central Plains. Instead of spending energy and money to write on two pairs of red papers, hang up lanterns and light firecrackers, it would be more comfortable to step on the horse, kill two lone wolves quickly, and shoot down two falcons with a bow and arrow.
Among the nine countries, the Dayuan tribe is the most martial, and its folk customs are even more brave than Zihao's. Not to mention that the territory includes thousands of miles of desert and thousands of miles of grassland. , and can't produce any narrowness. Most of the people in the wilderness are good at riding, and the pastures are lush and shady with horses. If you feel depressed, you can ride a horse for a while and take a ride, and your mood will immediately calm down, and there will be no trace of sadness. Although spring has already entered the rest of the world, Dayuan is still a scene of midwinter, with snow falling all over the sky and blowing in the wind. The grass is covered with a layer of plain cloth, which is yellow and clean, just like a woman's waist. Just like a fox coat.
"The wind is blowing fast and the snow is noisy right now. Why don't you come back early, master? If the weather is so cold, it will delay your trip." Two horses crossed each other in the field. The woman on the saddle of the horse with black mane and satin in front of him was just a light. He glanced at the person who came, but didn't seem to want to speak. He reined in the horse's head and urged the horse away. The thick hooves at the mouth of the bowl picked up a line of snow dust one after another and whizzed away.
The maid at the back, who was carrying a bunch of velvet on her shoulders, let out a long sigh and hurriedly moved her horse to chase after her again. Unexpectedly, the horse staggered forward for a few steps, as if it had been beaten by frost, and then moved its ears. Life and death refused to take another step forward.
The maid looked at the snow and mist flying in front of her, and her eyebrows were filled with sadness on her face. At dawn yesterday, my young master took advantage of the excuse of going on a parade and rode out of Zixiao Palace. Up to now, he had already ridden his horse for more than a full day. It is said that her mount is also unusual, and it can still hold up after running for more than a day. However, she has to face the wind and snow, and besides, digging through the snow with her hooves is even more exhausting. How can she catch up with the horse that is said to run like black? The good black deer horse that Yun Chuanjing has struggled to support up to this point is ultimately powerless.
"Forget about this, it's a shame for you." Everyone in the Yuan Department cherishes horses, and this maid is no exception. Seeing that the mount was so tired that it sprayed out several long lines of breath, and was on the verge of collapse, she hesitated for a moment. But what is puzzling is that the woman dressed as a maid was stroking the horse's mane, but she saw a sunspot in the distance, slowly moving away.
The woman on the horse is dressed in goose yellow, like dry grass thousands of miles away.
The people in the Ziluan Palace have not been idle in recent days, and there are so many guests, but it is not because of the visits on the first day of the year, but because a letter came from the Ziluan Palace recently. The Meng Mansion got married to the in-laws. Although the young master in the palace was still young, the marriage was already settled. She only had to wait until three years and two years to marry into the Xu Meng Mansion.
Although there were many guests, the inner palace of Ziluan Palace was very deserted.
"I once told you that the boy from the Xumeng Mansion is extremely ambitious, not to mention that he has always had a bad reputation. This time he came to propose marriage with bad intentions. Although our Ziluan Palace has long lost its original momentum, we can fight for it. If all the casualties are exhausted, you can also fight with the Xumeng Mansion to a great extent, because Yan Qiye's current state is extraordinary, and you shouldn't do this." The woman's words were filled with anger, which spread throughout the inner palace. Very far.
"I'll say this slowly," the man slowly stood up from his seat, his eyebrows lowered, "Can you tell that the young master of the Xumeng Mansion, Wolf Zi, is not ambitious? Although I rarely step out of the Great Yuan Division, I admit that I am not that kind of person. You ignorant people with little knowledge, you, a woman, can make a rough idea, but I can't?"
"Yan Qiye was already a master of the Shiwei Realm ten years ago. He was able to become famous throughout the Yuan Dynasty without relying on his master's methods. Now that his level is raised a little higher, even if he has not broken through, he will still be able to achieve great success. We are not far away from the Four Mysterious Realm. One realm and one heaven, and those who are astonishing in the smallest realm can only exchange one life for the death of two or three people in the same realm. However, the most sparse Four Mysterious Realm can easily be defeated by just one person. Hand against the enemy, even if more than a dozen Shiwei realms join forces to attack, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs." The man turned back to the angry-faced woman and said coldly, "It's no wonder that you have been the lord and wife of the Purple Palace for so long. , to be able to say such stupid things as fighting to the death."
"Zhang Lingdu." The woman smiled miserably, and now she was weeping every word. She pointed at the man and shouted to the man, "I once thought that only when the world was starving and the people were suffering from famine, would I be able to bear the pain in my heart. How does it feel to sell your children to a wealthy family in order to survive and live in peace? Now that Yan Qiye has not come out yet, and you have only heard some rumors, you have to accept the humiliation and sell your daughter!"
The man's face was ordinary, but at this moment he became gloomy, and he couldn't see any trace of the demeanor of the leader of the sect. He was about to reprimand the women for being short-sighted, but something stuck in his throat, and he said sadly, "Seek compromise, if the whole sect is full of people, I, Zhang Lingdu, am the only one. Even if I give up my cultivation, my head is missing, or even my body is missing, it doesn’t matter. But what about the thousands of disciples in Ziluan Palace?”
"Even if it is not because of my humble reputation as Zhang Lingdu, after entering my Ziluan Palace, I will protect this place for my master. If I can delay it for one day, it will be one day."
The man looked at the lights in the mountain, where the frost and snow had merged into one, it was misty and cloudy, and he could only squeeze out a few words in the end.
"There is heaven outside the sky. Since the Great Yuan has no branches to rely on, there is an immortal family in Zhongzhou and Xizhou to look for."
"Destiny is determined by God. You and I just have to do our best to live up to the destiny. I have made up my mind and there is no need to say anything else."
East of Summer Pine.
Outside the border, there is a vast and uninhabited area. Except for many soldiers guarding the border, they are idle every day. Apart from that, there are few business travelers passing by. Therefore, these soldiers who have not been able to return home all year round have been punching and drinking all day long. Even drinking wine is very tasteless.
"Why do you always feel like there is an extra mountain in the mountains ahead?" A military man sat on his head towards the city gate, unscrewed the gourd and took a sip of wine. He still felt that it was as light as water, but he swallowed it hard and looked up. Shan asked, somewhat puzzled.
"I'm afraid you're too drunk, and everything you see looks like two figures." The soldier next to him leaned on the city wall and smiled disdainfully, "Why don't you just look at me? Maybe you can create a new father out of thin air."
"I'll fill you up with a jug of wine in the morning and evening to give you a taste."
The soldier at the top of the city inadvertently raised his head to look, but he stopped in the distance. The broken gourd in his hand also hit the ground, breaking several pieces of the city.
The one sitting there curled his lips, "Has your drinking capacity dropped again? That's not the case."
The soldier said numbly, "No, look at the top of the mountain. Is there a whisk?"
Clean a room with a duster and clean the world with a whisk.
