The first day of December in the sixth year of Ruian.
Liu Mingzhi had nothing to do. He was cooking wine and enjoying the snow in the pavilion of his mansion, wearing a big cloak.
Qi Yun walked in at some point and gently sat down to fill her husband's drink: "The snow in Northern Xinjiang is really heavy. It has been snowing for three days again this time. When will it end!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Yun happily: "The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and good fortune and misfortune depend on each other. I don't know what the situation of the people's housing in Yingzhou and Fuzhou is like."
"My husband has sent Yu Chengle to investigate. I hope that no other people's houses will be crushed by the heavy snow."
"There are tens of millions of mansions in Anhui, and the great shelter will make all the poor people in the world happy."
"Yun'er, how many poor people do you think there are in this world?"
Qi Yun was stunned and shook her head silently: "You, the former Minister of Household Affairs, don't even know about it, and it is even less possible for me to know about it."
"Yes, I, the former Minister of Household Affairs, don't even know about it, so how could Yun'er know about it?"
"It's been a year in the blink of an eye, and I don't know what the scene will be like in the court now. After leaving the tea, how many people in the court still remember Liu Mingzhi, a young man who was successful."
"Today is the last court meeting in the court hall. Another year has passed by so fast!"
"Xuan'er, this girl, has reached the age of leaving the court. I haven't seen her for so long, and I don't know if I have a crush on her. Mingli's son is almost one year old. Everything is going so fast!"
Qi Yun looked at Young Master Liu worriedly: "Husband, stop thinking nonsense. I know that you are feeling melancholy because you were demoted to Yingzhou, but you have to live your life as you should!"
"Gravel can never cover up the light of gold. I believe you will one day be high in the temple again."
"I believe in my husband and have never doubted him!"
"Thank you Yun'er for your kind words. Where's Sister Ya? Why haven't I seen Sister Ya in the past few days?"
"My sister said she was going to visit an old friend and it might take half a month before she comes back."
Young Master Liu looked at Qi Yun nervously: "Male or female?"
"Bah, who do you think your sister is? She's just an old friend."
"Yun'er, it's not because of my husband, I care about your well-being. If my husband doesn't care about you, you should say in your heart that your husband doesn't care about us at all!"
"Who do you think I am? My sisters are so arrogant..."
"Master, there is your letter!"
Liu Song ran over holding a letter and nodded respectfully to the couple.
Liu Mingzhi directly took the letter and read it. After a while, Liu Mingzhi silently put away the letter, stood up slowly, picked up the wine bottle on the stone table, and walked outside the pavilion.
Liu Mingzhi held the pot in both hands and poured the warm wine on the ground with a solemn expression.
"The righteousness of all the lords will be remembered through the ages, and the world will be brought to peace."
"Liu Mingzhi sends a respectful farewell to the old prince and the soldiers of the Northern Expedition."
"When we meet again in eighteen years, our names will last forever."
Qi Yun slowly stood up and walked towards Liu Mingzhi, looking at Young Master Liu blankly: "Husband, Mr. Wan?"
"went!"
Qi Yun sighed silently: "The old prince went to war with a coffin, but he didn't make it through after all."
"Yes, I knew my end was coming, so I held my breath until I regained my lost ground before passing away."
"The old prince is strong, and the army of the Northern Expedition is strong."
"Boy, Tai Shigong once said that everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather."
"There are often thousand-year-old trees in the world, but there are few hundred-year-old people in the world."
"Ashes return to dust, soil returns to soil, everything is just smoke and smoke of the past. Even though all the old men have gone, I know they are not going to enjoy happiness in another world!"
Young Master Liu and his wife were talking with low expressions when a hearty and bold voice came from all directions towards the pavilion.
Young Master Liu and the other two subconsciously looked towards the sky with surprise in their eyes.
The person's inner strength was so profound that the couple couldn't tell where the person was.
It's as if this person is everywhere, making it impossible to trace him.
In the snowy sky, a long sword as fast as a meteor pierced the sky and shot towards Young Master Liu's position. The sword energy cut a two-foot-wide gap in the snow in the sky.
The sword was powerful and powerful, with an indestructible aura, as if nothing in front of him could withstand the fierceness of the sword.
Liu Mingzhi subconsciously wanted to dodge, but found that all the energy in his body seemed to have been enveloped by the sword energy, making it impossible to avoid it.
Seeing this, Qi Yun wanted to help her husband, but she also found that she couldn't muster any strength at all. Her whole body was within the power of the sword, and she couldn't even think of any resistance.
"Haha... Good boy, it seems that you have not slackened your practice in the past two years, and you still have the idea of resisting under the power of my sword."
The long sword passed directly between Liu Dashao and his wife, carrying the strong wind, passing over the stone table behind him and inserting it quietly into the snow.
Now that the powerful sword was inserted into the snow, it didn't make any waves. It can be seen that this person's control of the sword has reached the realm of harmony between heaven and man.
Liu Mingzhi's expression changed from fear to a faint smile, and he looked up at the snowy sky happily.
"Old man, your way of greeting is really unique. I almost thought it was an enemy coming to seek revenge!"
"Haha...you are still so funny."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the sky and came straight from the sky.
Liu Mingzhi stared at the figure mixed in the wind and snow with his mouth open. Compared with Qi Ya's Qinggong that relied on external objects to step on the snow in the wind, Wen Renzheng's appearance was simply overbearing.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is empty.
Is this the ability of an innate master, a land god?
In just the blink of an eye, the figure that had lingered in the air suddenly appeared in the pavilion and stopped next to Liu Dashao and his wife.
"Boy, girl, it's been a long time!"
"Liu Mingzhi meets his mentor!"
"My little girl Qi Yun has met the mountain chief!"
"No gifts!"
Wen Renzheng wore a green and black robe and slowly took off the bamboo hat on his head. His old face and sharp eyes looked at Young Master Liu with relief.
"Boy, you didn't take care of your decrepit granddaughter in a place where she shouldn't be taken care of. Exuberance of sex will cause disaster, and cutting it off will cure it forever!"
Young Master Liu's mouth twitched as he looked at Wen Renzheng's teasing eyes, and he was very happy in his heart. Fortunately, he had always kept himself clean and did not let that little girl Wen Ren Yunshu, who had always had ill intentions towards him, succeed and anything happen.
Otherwise, I might have to serve the emperor for the rest of my life.
"Old man, it's been two years. Where have you been? I haven't heard from you since the last time you wrote a letter. I thought you found a deserted corner and went west, but you are still alive. "
Wen Renzheng glared at Young Master Liu angrily, and then sighed in despair: "After dealing with a past incident, I went to find a long-lost kung fu!"
.............
In the capital, as Liu Mingzhi said, the last major meeting of Ruian in six years has arrived as scheduled.
Li Zheng put down the battle report in his hand from Beijiang in plain clothes with a depressed expression.
It's good news, but it's also sad news.
On the first day of the lunar month, there will be a great victory in Hetao and a great loss in Wanbuhai.
For a moment, Li Zheng didn't know whether to be happy or sad, and his mood was so complicated.
Wanbu Kelp Coffin went out to prove his ambition, but in the end he used the coffin.
"Official staff!"
"The old minister is here!"
"The old Duke Wan Buhai was posthumously named King Zhong'an, and Wan Shouxian was named Zhongyong Bo..."
"Old minister, I obey."
"The beard payments for the soldiers of the Northern Expedition were paid by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Ministry of War drafted policies, and the credit for their achievements was given to their children!"
"I obey the order!"
Li Zheng looked lonely at the empty seat on the military attache's side, where Wan Buhai had knelt before going to court.
It's a pity that things and people have changed now. The position is still there, but the person is gone!
Li Zheng glanced deeply at the downcast civil and military officials, and finally set his sights on Prince Li Baiyu.
"Prince!"
"My son is here!"
"I would like to inscribe eight characters for the old prince and all the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang who died in the war. In your opinion, what should be the better choice for these eight characters?"
Li Baiyu was stunned, lowered his head and began to ponder.
After a moment, Li Baiyu looked up at Li Zheng.
"The country is picturesque, and both loyalty and righteousness are guaranteed!"
Li Zheng looked at Li Baiyu silently, picked up the red pen on the dragon case and began to polish it. In a moment, eight big characters were written in one go.
'The country is picturesque, both loyal and righteous. '
"The Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War will serve as supervisors!"
"I'm here!"
"Bronze medals are cast and distributed to the homes of every soldier who died in the war. Bronze medal holders will show that they are not officials. The imperial examination will give priority to the descendants of the soldiers who died in the war!"
"I obey the order!"
"The clan's mansion!"
"I'm here!"
"Ring the bell six times to appeal to heaven and to the people!"
"Regain the lost ground!"
"According to the order!"
"I am tired, please retreat!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"
The civil and military officials slowly retreated, and Li Zhengcai slowly stood up from the throne. Upon seeing this, the chief steward hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
Li Zheng broke away from the general manager and said, "I'm not too old to walk!"
"Yes, I am guilty."
Li Zheng walked slowly towards the back hall: "Take a walk around the Imperial Garden."
"According to the order."
On the corridor, Li Zheng looked at the imperial garden covered with a thin layer of snow with his eyes: "How long has it been since Liu Xiaozi went to Yingzhou?"
"Your Majesty, Duke Dingguo has only been away for a year!"
"It's only been one year, why do I feel like three to five years have passed!"
"It seems that I am really old and can't even remember this."
"Your Majesty will definitely live a long life. I won't talk about empty words such as long live. I will be satisfied with your Majesty's longevity."
"You are so brave, you are not afraid of me punishing you!"
"I'm not afraid, old slave!"
"I have repaid my country's kindness. The old people have left one by one. I am also old. I love you dearly. I am also... ahem... poof..."
"His Majesty!"
"Fuhai, call the imperial doctor quickly!"
