Chapter 642: It’s gone

Huang Cheng watched the emperor go forward, surrounded by civil and military officials.
The order of the emperor has been conveyed, the drums are sing, the ceremonies are neat, and the people on the imperial streets have already squatted, and the flowers are clustered.
In this flower cluster, Huang Cheng’s face is very ugly, and he does not hide it.
"Adult, still get up." The two servants carefully advised.
"I don't get up." Huang Cheng said, "I am afraid of what, my words are against the ears, the words are refuted, what is shameful? This is the responsibility of the courtiers."
He said that he really sat down and looked like a body.
The child sprinkled and splashed, and the meal was over. The old man sprinkled it. There is really no way to fight it.
The emperor did not care anyway, and the waiters shook their heads and turned away.
The hooves of the pedals overshadowed the voice of the people.
When the Bu Yi Army array appeared in front of the Imperial City, under the crowds of filthy smugglers around the world, although the soldiers without the armor will be mighty, but with a different kind of majestic.
Especially when I saw the emperor's appearance, the founding father of the country was guilty of high sins, and the sins of the sins of the squadrons, the soldiers were kneeling down and kneeling, and the tens of thousands of people in the north screamed and cried, and the atmosphere in front of the imperial city was tragic and invigorating.
The emperor no longer hesitated, and he held the hand of Cheng Guogong to shed tears, and soothed the exuberant emigrants. The officials were all together, and the people were so long, the whole capital was shaken.
Before the imperial city became a lively center, the streets where the Northland emigrants and the Chenggong corps walked were quiet. This quiet is of course relative. The people on the street are still excited to talk about the rightfulness. And more people flocked to the Imperial City.
Standing by the window of the street restaurant, Yin Wang screamed twice.
"It's really wonderful, wonderful, and the style of Cheng Guogong is really unstoppable." He exclaimed, thinking of what to look back, "People say that blue is better than blue, but you are really not a son." Lao Tzu, you are out of the street, and you are flying out of the street."
This is a large, luxurious room, where only one person sits in front of the beautiful banquet.
This man was clothed in clothes, his hair was messy, and he was smashed in a circle. He was sitting on the plate and holding a jug in one hand and holding a half-burning chicken.
This is like the Northland emigrants passing by the street, which is inconsistent with this indoor environment.
"You are embarrassed," he said, tearing his beard down to reveal a clean and handsome face, and by the way he raised his head with his hand. "When is it that I am out of the street?"
Said to reach out and point out.
"Do you believe that I am showing you one now? How much did you lose me?"
Hwang Wang laughed.
"Let's talk about money, talk about money and hurt feelings," he said.
It seems that I also know that there is no benefit in the face of Zhu Xi’s tongue. I will not continue this topic and stretch my finger to the outside.
"Those people are really mad at this time. It took so much money to plan for such a long time and it was so big that the result was not even seen in the face of Guogong, and it was washed away."
Zhu Xi sneered and poured the wine from the jug into his mouth.
"They also match," he said. "A group of clowns who have no brains and conscience to collect money."
Yin Wang shook his head.
"But a group of clowns can also make people ugly," he said. "If it weren't for the arrival of the Northland, how could you come to see these people?"
"Nothing." Zhu Xi said cleanly.
The sages screamed twice.
"Look at what you are proud of, not that your wife is awesome," he said.
Zhu Xi blinked.
"Your wife!" he said.
"My wife is at home, how many, which one do you find?" Xian Wang also said in a blink of an eye.
Zhu snorted.
"Don't be embarrassed, and you won't blink too much," he said, reaching for his chopsticks and eating the food again.
Yin Wang sat down with him.
"Hey, what about your wife? This drama has been sung, she is not yet on the stage?" he asked curiously.
Zhu Xi pushed his arm away.
"Speak to the point, don't take a bite of a wife, I still have a clear young man." He said with no anger.
Yin Wang snorted.
"You can be white!" He laughed, and he picked up the wine and fell down on his head.
Although there are only two people in the house, the atmosphere is full of joy and commensurate with the excitement of the imperial city not far away.
And the crowds at the gates of the distant city have long since disappeared. Only the officers and men on duty stood and talked about the talents. A group of people outside the city came over and saw that the officers and men of this group could not help each other. Stand up straight.
This is a group of people wearing Confucian shirts with four squares, but they look a little embarrassed compared to the past and elegant, or because the clothes are messy with dust, or because of the face's defeated look.
In the past, the defending soldiers who saw these scholars and who were awe-inspiring did not have the respect of the past, and they did not hide their feelings.
"He gave credit for his merits, and we did not deny his credit." A scholar said with a bit of shame, "It is not right for him to invite merits."
The people around him haven't answered him yet, and there is a sneer next to him.
The scholar turned his head and saw it as a city gate.
"According to the scholars you said, these people can't even buy silver?" He said with a smile.
The scholar's expression adds a bit of shame, because his words are refuted by a rough soldier.
"It's natural to get it. It shouldn't be natural." He said, "Don't confuse what we mean, be confused by the country."
What the soldiers had to say, there were heavy snorings coming from one step at a time, and the footsteps were cluttered. Everyone heard the sound and saw a group of scholars coming to the city.
The soldiers were not afraid of fear. In the end, they still dared not confront the scholars. He just had to take a step back and saw the first elders in the city who came to the city to stand up and scream at the scribes here.
"Song Wencai, you really lost the face of the scholar." He shouted.
Hey? It turned out to be... The soldier’s expression changed and his eyes turned on the two scholars.
The appearances of these scholars outside the city have also changed.
"Mr. Zhou." A scribe came out. "We did this for the great Zhou scribes. He became a civil servant in the country. He was too arrogant. He has always been Zuowu right, and where the literary ministers are going to offer martial arts to the military.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, you must not allow the military commanders to be so embarrassed, otherwise it will be chaotic." Many people behind him also followed.
The elders, known as Mr. Zhou, watched them sneer again.
"I can't see any Wenchen military commanders in my eyes. I only see people." He said, "And you, don't talk about reading people, even people can't count."
This can be heavier. These readers look red and white for a while. To be distinguished, Mr. Zhou has already pointed at one of them.
"Kang Liangchen." He whispered, "How much did you charge people? How did you get the house in the Hutong Hutong?"
Many people in this statement have looked stunned and looked at one person.
This is a slightly fat middle-aged man standing among the group of scholars. At this time, his expression is frightened and his subconscious retreat.
"I, I don't." he stammered.
Mr. Zhou did not ask again, and his eyes swept over them.
"You will take the clothes of the reader in the capital in the future, and the Guozijian has no students like you." He whispered, and his sleeves turned and strode away.
The scribes who followed him were also watching these people shaking their heads and scorning their faces.
"Insulting."
"It’s a Sven scum."
They all said, and they went away.
The readers here are in chaos, and many people are screaming at the man who is named.
The soldiers in the defending city are happy.
"Hey." They held their arms in front of them, and they looked at the hilarious laughter. "You can talk about people, it's better to play one."
"You can't move your mouth when you can do it."
There was also a slap in the restaurant near the city gate.
Looking at the man who was running down the gate of the city, Chen Qi smirked at the window.
"First lost face, and now being expelled by Mr. Zhou, this capital city has no place for them to stand." He said, hateful sighed, "a decade of cold window to this in vain, deserve it."
"There is such a thing, the result may not be, if they become this time, it is the official state of the country." Fang Jinxiu said.
Chen Qi looked at her and smiled.
"You didn't see it. The two roads outside the capital are really dangerous." He exaggeratedly said, "I will let you go with me outside the city, you can't go."
"I will still enter the city anyway, I will see the result." Fang Jinxiu said.
Chen Qixiao smiled.
"You are so sure?" he asked.
Fang Jinxiu snorted, but did not speak.
Chen Qi smiled and clap his hands.
"Well, now the results are settled, let's go back." He said, one side will go outward, Fang Jinxiu sat still at the window.
"What's wrong?" Chen Qi said. "Nothing to watch, let's go."
Fang Jinxiu listened to the noise coming from the far side of the imperial city. Looking at the quiet city gate, the hand holding the tea bowl was slightly tightened.
What about her?
In the room next door, Ning Yan is shaking his head and leaving the window.
"Sven sweeps the floor," he said.
Ning eleven stepped out from the door.
"Father, Cheng Guogong has entered the palace, and today's banquet is held. The squatters of the Northland also let the various departments properly resettle and move to various states," he said.
"Fortunately, His Majesty did not continue to be tempted by the traitor." Ning Yan nodded and said that the father and son went downstairs.
Ning eleven heard this and laughed.
"Father, in fact, it is also tempted to do this," he said. "At that time, Huang Cheng was holding his leg and was about to enter the palace to avoid it."
Ning Yan stopped to look at him.
"The ten brothers stood up and asked to leave behind." Ning eleven said with a smile.
Clouds.
Ning Yan's slight accidents did not feel any surprise.
His nephew, so smart, how could it really be a vain vassal.
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"Clouds, this is really scaring us."
The excitement of the Imperial Street continued, the ceremonies in front of the Imperial City had been withdrawn, and everyone went to the Royal Palace.
Ning Yunxiao, who was in the order afterwards, was whispered by several colleagues.
Ning Yunxiao smiled and looked ahead.
"Do you feel dead or alive now?" he asked.
Now... a few officials are also looking forward, the emperor is sitting on the sedan chair, accompanied by the country’s public Zhushan.
Today, this scene of the emperor's favor, compared to the persuasion of the palace, they will certainly have nothing to do.
This time, I left an impression in the eyes of the emperor.
"Death to live," an official said.
A few people laughed and said, laughing, and there was a servant in front of him who hurried over and greeted Ning Yun’s smile.
"Xiao Ning adults, and come with the family," he said.
Is this the emperor wanting to talk to him?
Several officials were happy, Ning Yun’s expression was calm, and the smile was shallow.
The took the first step, but Ning Yunqi did not follow the eyes of the same people and immediately followed, but stopped and looked back, with a few expectations.
What to see?
What are you waiting for?
Let's look backwards subconsciously.
"Hot." Ning Yun said.
Lively?
At this time, the people on the street have not yet dispersed, and the excitement is still there, but it is also like this. It has been tired for a long time.
"Don't watch, no fun." A colleague whispered.
Ning Yunxiao smiled and didn't talk any more. He took back his eyes and arched his hands. The steps followed the waiter.
The peers looked at his back and looked happy.
"It’s also an official gown. How do Xiaoning adults look so good when they wear it?" said one person with joy.
These words were teased by the companions, because they were too busy, and they attracted a blind warning from the imperial censor. Everyone was busy with the grooming and arranged the queue.
"Sure enough, there will be no mistake in following the actions of Xiaoning adults." An official whispered in a walk, with a sigh and luck.
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Ning Yan walked down the restaurant, and the noise in front of the city gate had dispersed with the departure of the scholars. There was no crowd in the street, and it seemed very quiet.
"If there are fewer people, they will not block the road. We can get home soon." Ning 11 smiled and watched Jia Ding drive over the carriage. The voice just fell and someone ran out of the building.
"I'm coming."
The people shouted, the wind generally passed through Ning Eleven, Ning eleven was almost knocked down.
"What are you doing?" Ning eleven did not scream, "Who is coming? Is it so eager to pick up the Buddha?"
The man did not pay attention to him and ran straight to the gate of the city.
Ning eleven subconsciously followed, seeing the road outside the city gate, one person came riding.
I can't see the face, I only see the body shape, and the red dress is like a fire, but because of the delicate posture, it doesn't look aggressive. The gentle and elegant style blends with the eye-catching but not swaying.
Who is this?
"Miss Jun!"
Chen Qi shouted loudly and shouted.
Miss Jun?
Which Miss Jun?
The shouts stopped a few pedestrians on the street, letting the guards of the gate stand straight, and all the sights were seen.
The woman is getting closer and closer, and she has already reached the front of the city gate. The veil covering the wind and the sun has been scattered in front of her, revealing a beautiful face.
There seemed to be a stagnation on the street, and a shout broke out.
"Miss Jun!"
"Miss Jun is back!"
"The medical doctor of Jiu Ling Tang is back!"
Along with the shouting, a lot of people suddenly appeared on the street. It seemed to emerge from the underground. In addition, people in the restaurant and food building were also surging, and suddenly filled the streets.
Ning 11 was squeezed to the west and carefully guarded Ning Yan.
"This can really pick up Bodhisattva," he said, looking at the crowded streets, but helpless and annoyed. "When it is over, the road is blocked again. It will not go out at a time."
There was a new excitement on the street, and the excitement in front of the Imperial Street was dissipating. The news spread more people from there, and the scene was no less than welcoming the country into the city.
"I don't know, I thought that Cheng Gonggong had not yet entered Beijing." Jiang Qianhu said.
At this point they stood in the dark room under the gate, avoiding the sun and avoiding people's sight.
Jiang Qianhu looked at the Lu Yunqi who looked at the outside with a negative hand.
"Sure enough, as adults have expected, Miss Jun has really arrived today." He complimented.
Lu Yunqig passed the threshold without expression, but did not step into the sun, still in the shadow of the corner of the city, so that the people who only came to see Miss Jun did not find him.
But there was a beam of gaze that he looked at while he was taking it.
Because riding on the right, condescending.
Lu Yunqi raised his head slightly, and Muran was opposite.
In the line of sight, the red woman knocked the whip in her hand, and the corner of her mouth smiled slightly, moving her lips silently.
I am back.
Lu Yunqi saw what she said silently.
I am back.
Lu Yunqi only felt that the sun was suddenly glaring, and the heartbeat stopped for a moment.
Not because of her words, but because of her appearance.
she is back.
His, she is not someone else, this is his, she is back.
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