It's always freezing in the north of Saibei, and the weather is always cold in winter. People gather together, maybe it's not that cold.
When Liu Yiyuan won the hearts of the two Liaos.
In Zigui School, Liu Quansheng and Xia Qing were basking in the sun leisurely by the fire. The sunlight penetrated through the thin layer of window paper, penetrated straight into the room, and shone on their faces. The two of them were very proud and quite happy. There is a sense of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Liu Quansheng turned over and looked sideways. Seeing Xia Qing's face full of enjoyment, he asked teasingly, "Look at how beautiful you are, what do you think? Can the sunshine help you return to the realm of things?"
Xia Qing stretched out leisurely on the bamboo chair, shook her big head, and said to Liu Quansheng leisurely without opening her eyes, "The realm is like the bright moon shining in the sky in the ditch, or like the rain falling into the golden well at night, and then When you are old and buried in peace, these are things that will never come back."
Liu Quansheng laughed loudly, "Xia Datou, are you enlightened?"
Xia Qing laughed dryly and said meaningfully, "It's not that I have enlightened, but that I have understood. Everything in the world has its own way. If I am still obsessed with gains and losses in the realm, wouldn't I be in trouble with myself? Now, I only think about it. After basking in the sun, I went to the military camp outside the city to find Deng Yan, and got two pieces of pork belly that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and had another sip of rice wine. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, that’s the god called Tongxuan! Those people who have many taboos in their lives have not yet overcome them. People who can transform into immortals, what are they trying to do?"
Xia Qing breathed a long sigh of relief, with indescribable joy in her expression.
Liu Quansheng turned over and said with a smile, "It seems that pork belly is far more important than cultivating one's character."
Xia Qing waved her hand, and when she was about to sit up and take a look, she saw the north wind outside, blowing tiny flakes of snowflakes flying all over the sky, like endless sorrows in the world.
Through the clear sky and light snow outside the window, he saw a ray of sunshine in the distance, and smiled: "Haha! It is absolutely impossible to achieve supreme enlightenment with pork belly, but it tastes delicious and can cure my mouth. My mouth is Once it is cured, the heart will be cured.”
"Haha!" Liu Quansheng laughed heartily, sat up and punched Xia Qing's arm lightly, then Xia Qing dragged her to her feet and walked straight out the door.
"Of all things, food and wine are the only things we can't live up to. On this good day, what are we waiting for? Let's go find Deng Yan together."
"Brother, how about tonight, one of our three brothers will not come home without getting drunk?"
"That's not possible, we have to go back when the snow stops!"
"What if it keeps snowing?"
"Then I won't get drunk or go home!"
A burst of laughter rang out, and the two brothers went north hand in hand, letting the light snow wrap around their shoulders, and never looked back...
Lingyuan City, looking south and in the middle.
Huangfu Lu in "Zi Gui Wu Primary School" was extremely excited after receiving the letter that Liu Yi was about to return. He was so happy that he immediately stocked up the New Year's goods with his mothers. After hearing the news, the siblings Mou Zihua and Mou Huazi , without saying a word, he immediately transferred fifty pieces of fine Shu brocade from Wangnan Brocade Shop, and asked the tailor to work overtime to make clothes for the soldiers who were about to return.
Although the brocade is thin, it warms the heart!
Zhou Fu, who had been living in Wangnanju for half a year, was already hungry and thirsty when he heard that Liu Yi was coming back. He was sharpening his sword and was ready to join the army to level the fields at any time.
Although the instructor of the nursing home in Wangnanju has been at ease these past few months, he is extremely bored. He usually does nothing but practice and drink. Even catching a pheasant is a big job for him as the instructor. Zhou Fu has had enough of this kind of life of poverty and poverty!
Guo Yizhi and Fang Wei are a pair of natural treasures. One of them can draw, the other can think, one can speak, and the other can speak better. In addition, Miao Yiming is a half-hearted player who knows everything but is not good at it. , the three of them run Wangnan Tower in full swing. Even making money every day is not enough to describe the wealth of Wangnan Tower!
Xu Jian and his wife, who were sitting on the first floor of Qingyin Pavilion, could only look at the tower and sigh, and said with a wry smile, "The future generations are scary!"
With Liu Quansheng as the core and the "Three Heroes of Quzhou", Ying Zhi, Saibeili, and Zigui as the foundation, the Pingtian Party is full of vitality on the land of Huaxing County.
On November 15th, there is a big gathering. Every time there is a big gathering, the Nanwang Tower will never be idle for a moment. The singers sang one song after another like a flock of orioles circling the beams, while the dancers twirled on the stage with their colorful clothes flying, and they saw delicate flowers, colorful and purple. The drinkers sitting everywhere became more and more interested as the daylight outside the building gradually faded. They were chatting with each other with glasses of wine, and it was very lively.
Wangnan Tower was accompanied by the sound of jade, guests were singing and drinking, and in a steamy atmosphere, there was a din of shouts outside the building. Fang Yi went back upstairs in surprise and joy and shouted: Liu Pingtian is back! Liu Pingtian is back!
As soon as these words were said, the whole Wangnan Building was empty!
When Guo Yizhi and Fang Yi took to the streets, both sides of Daomai Street were already crowded with Lingyuan people. Some people were because their sons were serving in the Pingtian Army, and some wanted to meet this thirteen-year-old. The prestige of the five-county Pingtian order, some people want to make a fuss about it, some people prepare generous gifts and want to flatter themselves in the hope of becoming an official in the future, and more people are poor people who are grateful for "getting land to feed and clothe themselves." The common people looked at each other, talked and laughed, and waited for the triumphant return of Pingtian Ling.
This day is more lively than the Chinese New Year!
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In the prime of life, banners support thousands of people, and brocades suddenly ride across the river at the beginning.
The soldiers stayed up all night and sang to the silver barbarians, and the Han arrows flew toward the golden servant girls.
After a while, a formation of horse hooves was heard outside the north gate. Wang Dali, with a strong back and high energy, took the lead to enter the city. Behind him, Sergeant Hirata was in uniform, with his head held high and his chest high, full of murderous intent. He was really a majestic lion, with a majestic and majestic appearance honed on the battlefield. The county soldiers on both sides were clearly divided, which aroused the enthusiasm of the crowd.
In the commotion, a white-haired old woman struggled to squeeze through the crowd and staggered to the side of Wang Dali's horse. The old woman's kind eyes made Wang Dali excited after seeing it, and he was about to dismount and talk, but the old woman The woman patted the horse's back with a pleased expression, and said with a gratified face, "My son, hurry up and don't insult the heroic appearance of the Erlang of the Han family. Mother will go back and cook braised pork and roast leg of lamb for you."
"Okay, mother!" Wang Dali looked proud, straightened his back, and continued to move forward without squinting.
Guangzong Yaozu is nothing more than this!
Wang Dali's mother's eyes were full of love. Amid everyone's envy, she turned away and disappeared into the crowd.
On this day, it was the first time that the Hirata Army, which had experienced blood and fire, laughter and tears, returned to its hometown. The strong sense of collective honor allowed this army to produce something extremely important. This thing is called Military spirit.
Decades later, Pingtian veterans who followed Liu Yi throughout his life in the North and South were sitting under the sunset at their home. When they recalled their youthful years, they were most proud of the most glorious moment at this moment.
Those who have seen their son naturally have others who have not.
Those who have not seen their husbands and sons are currently waiting quietly under the Wangnan Temple under the leadership of Huaxing County Magistrate Ying Zhi. The old people, women and children have already guessed the purpose of Huangfu Lu inviting them here, and they are all miserable. Sadness, even more desolate under the surrounding plain silk and white silk.
Outside the door, the sound of horse hooves was heard. The sound was not loud, but it made the hearts of the young and old in the hospital thump, thump, thump. Some people could not bear the "trembling of the horse's hooves" and shed tears.
After a while, the dark-skinned Liu Yi, dressed in coarse linen clothes and white silk around his waist, with a sad face, first appeared in the sight of hundreds of people in the hospital.
Behind Liu Yi, the sergeants in Pingtian looked solemn. Everyone held a square urn with both hands flat. The urn was covered with white cloth, and the name was written on the affiliation. The sergeants walked in unison and walked slowly, for fear of disturbing Pao Ze's eternal dream. .
The atmosphere in the courtyard was extremely depressing. Liu Yi recalled the past year in Pingtian, holding back the grief in his heart. He walked to the gate of Wangnan Temple, turned around and gave a big gift with his hands in his hands, his voice was trembling, his sleeves were stained with tears, and his clothes were wet. , "Senior Lingyuan, junior, I'm sorry!"
The whole courtyard was weeping, and there was no joy in entering the city.
After the worship, you should know that pensions will be distributed according to law. According to Liu Yi's wishes, the pensions of these soldiers who died in battle will be doubled, and the difference will be paid by Liu Yi.
At this time, Liu Yi already owned two feng shui treasures, Wangnan Tower and Wangnan Brocade. Although paying these pensions was a large expense, it was not impossible.
After the ashes of the soldiers who died in the war were put into Wangnan Temple, everyone paid their own respects and paid homage before they dispersed.
The tide in Liu Yi's heart could not be calmed down, so he took out a pen and paper, splashed ink, and wrote, "Never forget the past, and be the guide of the future. Make the past clear, and bear the burden of bones and blood debts. Be wary of future generations, and pray for eternal peace." May there be peace.”
The snow breaks gently and slowly stops, the sun shines on the earth, and a new light reappears in the world.
Before he had time to talk about his personal affairs, Liu Yi turned around and ordered the dead soldiers of the Kuhu Gang to return to Duyuan County to report their duties to the general helmsman of the Kuhu Gang. The rest of the soldiers returned to their respective camps for the time being. After unified arrangements by Li Erniu and Wang Dali, they visited relatives in batches. , at the same time, if there are those who do not want to join the army in the coming year, they can receive military pay and return to the original organization after notifying them before the new year.
After busying in and out, Liu Yi was sweating profusely. As Huangfu recorded Bei Youwan moving into Wangnan Residence, Wangnan Temple finally became quiet, and only Qiao Miaoqing and Liu Yi were left beside Liu Yi.
"Back! Yi'er."
Just when Liu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, a familiar voice came from far away. He was wearing a black cloth robe, and there was a man with a big head and a thin body standing next to him.
It was Liu Yi's father Liu Quansheng and his most respected boss Xia Qingxia.
Liu Yi grinned, shouted and ran, tears rolling down his face, "Father, Boss Xia, I miss you!"
Liu Quansheng extended his warm arms to Liu Yi and comforted Liu Yi in his journey.
Xia Qing was beside him, feeling disappointed, and then grinned, "Boy, this trip is always accompanied by life and death. If you can come back safe and sound, it proves that your father's many years of teaching have not been in vain!"
Liu Yi left Liu Quansheng's arms, turned to Xia Qing, smiled mischievously, and said with a wicked smile, "To celebrate my safe return, tonight, I will drink all the wine that Boss Xia has secretly stored."
Xia Qing laughed loudly, "Boy, have you forgotten that Wangnan Tower is now yours! Isn't the wine I secretly stored the same as yours?"
Liu Yi pouted, "Then let's drink boiled water. It's healthy!"
Father and son embrace each other, friends reunite, there are times of ups and downs, and there is always love among all kinds of tastes.
Some people died, but not completely...
