Chapter 181: Come out

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Chapter 181 Comes Out
It's already winter, and there is no scenery of veil skirts in Chang'an City. After entering the moon, the first snow fell not too late, and put a layer of silver armor on the majestic Chang'an. The snow scene in Taiji Temple has always been beautiful, but unfortunately, few people are qualified to stand and chant poems from a height.
Wen Yuange or Shuhuage's college scholars have this qualification. However, nowadays, poetry is not very suitable, and the war in the northwest has begun. After a battle, the soldiers came out of Wolf Rushan Canyon. The war books handwritten by several university scholars' associations were finally sent out, and it is estimated that they could be delivered to the Mengyuan people in another half a month.
The Her Majesty's Letter of Inquiries from Mongolia was issued a month ago to inform the whole country. Unexpectedly, the people did not oppose the troops sent by the court. In particular, when they knew that nearly 3,000 people in Fan Gucheng had been brutally killed by the Mengyuan people, their anger was difficult to eliminate.
There are even ignorant reckless husbands, why did it take a year to blame this battle in private? In their opinion, it was as if there was a conflict with the next door. If you punch me, I will fight back. They wouldn't bother to think about how much preparation needed to be made for this war.
To the people, this battle was taken for granted. Not only to fight, but also to fight hard. The Meng Yuan barbarians killed three thousand people in Da Sui, so it would be enough to kill at least 30,000 people to return.
Of course, no one doubts that this battle will be lost.
On the ninth day of the first month of the lunar month, the people who had drank Laba porridge before the first day got up early and put on thick cotton clothes to clean up the snow. The snow continued on and off for a day and night, and when I went out, I knew that it was almost a foot deep. According to the rules of Chang'an Prefecture, after snow, each household will also be responsible for cleaning in front of its own door, and then there will be someone at the gate to pull the snow away with a carriage.
It didn't take long for the city gates to open, and the people had swarmed onto the streets to start snow cleaning. They would rather scan the street first than their own yard, because if others have been cleaned in front of their house and there is still snow in front of their own house, they will surely be laughed at. This family is lazy.
The excitement on the street was smashed by a rush of horseshoes, and a soldier rushing into the city gate rushed into the city gate, shouting loudly while hitting the horse, and signaled to the people to let the road.
"Military Intelligence!"
The soldier apparently hurried through the night and could still see the falling snow on his body. A white horse has been smeared gray and black by muddy water, and the white gas from the horse's nose is exhausted. This is a soldier who came to report from the northwest of Da Sui. I didn't know how much hardship I had suffered along the way.
The people immediately gave way and watched the soldier leave.
"It looks like the military situation is urgent?"
Someone speculated.
"It's not like a good news. If you win, you should just call the news report right?"
"You mother will fart, can our garrison in the Sui Dynasty still lose? Besides, you, General Xiaoyuan Wei Yuanshan stationed in the northwest, when have you heard that our soldiers have suffered?"
"Right!"
In the voice of the people, the dirty man and the dirty horse disappeared into sight.
His Majesty the Emperor has moved back from Changchun Garden to Tai Chi Temple, and has lived in the Dongnuan Pavilion behind the Tai Chi Hall. It can be said that Tianyi Emperor Yang Yi was the most diligent and least feminine emperor in Da Sui. He rarely returned to the harem and even called his concubine to Dongnuoge to sleep. The imperial historians of iron mouth and steel teeth never thought of finding an excuse for the emperor's private life.
After the early dynasty, the emperor quickly walked back to Dongnuan Pavilion. The soldier who sent the letter from the northwest stood outside the door and waited, before he could change his clothes. This soldier was carrying a parcel on his back. Like the clothes on his body, he had long been dirty and could not see the original color.
In the cold air early in the morning, he was holding a greased paper bag in his hands, and swallowed the steaming bun with a big mouth. This was what the Su Buwei deliberately gave him after he entered the palace. It seemed that he hadn't eaten last night, and he didn't care about the steaming of the bun, and devoured it.
"Come in with me"
The emperor paused when he came over, and waited until the soldier swallowed the last bite of buns and walked over. He stopped the soldiers from saluting himself, and quickly stepped into the Dongnuan Pavilion.
"Give him a cup of hot water!"
The emperor took off his boots and sat down on the earthen urn. He ordered the who was waiting to pour a glass of water for the soldier. The soldier first hoeed Shane, then poured water into his mouth in one breath. With something in his belly, the warm feeling made him feel comfortable. Galloping all the way from the northwest, he hardly stopped to rest except changing horses at the station.
"What's the Northwest situation?"
The emperor asked.
The soldier unwrapped the package behind, opened layer after layer, revealing a very clean wooden box with fire paint on it. He passed the wooden box with both hands, and Su Buwei stepped forward to take it over. He pulled away the fire paint with a knife and took out the military intelligence report to the emperor.
"Back to your Majesty, one and a half months ago, Yaxiao Zong was ordered to take 5,000 men out of the Wolf Rushan Gorge to explore the way for the army, and fight against the enemy Mandu Wolf in the Nirvana City of Mandu Banner. , Besieged Li Xiaozong. General Li fought and killed ten thousand enemies, but the 5,000 men and horses were almost undefeated ... but the canyon was kept, and when he started his humble job, General Li Yuanshan had led his troops through the Wolf Rushan. "
The emperor listened to the soldier while watching the military situation. When he heard that Li Xiaozong's 5,000 elite soldiers were not fighting, his face could not help changing.
"Dongchu ... Five thousand elite soldiers can kill thousands of miles in Dongchu at once!"
He sighed slightly: "Meng Yuan, 5,000 people out of the canyon are gone ... you continue to say, has Li Yuanshan won the Nirvana city? Has Mantu Ratu's men arrived?"
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Early in the morning, the guards at Inai began to clean the courtyard by themselves. There are many servants in the palace, but they are not allowed to walk around in the guards of Ochichi. Luo Weiran, dressed in a sable woolen jacket, stepped on the snow and quickly walked into the back yard. At the door, Hou Wenji, the Fuzheng Zhenshi, was already waiting there.
"Her Majesty's will come down?"
Hou Wenji asked.
Luo Weiran nodded and said: "This morning, His Majesty sent someone to find me, and asked carefully what was traced in the past six months, because there was really no person or thing to testify that the solution was related to the Buddhism. His Majesty ordered Put him out for the time being, it's finally over. "
"Your Majesty is now in no mood to bother with this matter, but ... if there was no war with Meng Yuan, maybe the solution would have been released long ago."
Hou Wen smiled and said, "His Majesty has been watching the Northwest Warfare all day. Where would I remember a little guy clasped. I don't know who blows the air in His Majesty's ears. His Majesty only remembered that there was still a problem closed."
"It should be Dean Zhou."
Luo Weiran entered the room, took off his aunt, and stood by the fire and rubbed his hands: "I heard that Dean Zhou entered the palace yesterday, or because the prolonged period of time is long enough. If Fang Jie does not appear in Yanwuyuan again, What kind of lies can't stop others from guessing. It should be the New Year in twenty days. According to the rules, the first name of the performance martial arts school is to represent the students of the performance martial arts hall, and it will appear in His Majesty University. At the celebration of the feasts and ministers, it is obviously inappropriate to practice in Houshan. "
"Just let it go?"
Hou Wenji poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Luo Weiran: "Although it was something I had expected long ago, why am I uncomfortable."
"why?"
Luo Weiran asked.
Hou Wen smiled and said with a smile: "Nothing was found. There was no proof that he had no contact with the Buddhism, nor was there any proof that he had any connection with the Buddhism. I always felt that something was wrong. "
Luo Weiran glared at him and said, "You don't let go."
Hou Wenji said: "Some of what you said is mixed with personal feelings, but yes, no matter what, he is also your nephew."
"Let it go."
He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Because of the war in the northwest, the university scholar Niu Huilun spoke to His Majesty. On the first day of the New Year, the students of the Yanwu Academy were given a colorful parade to inspire the morale of the people. This idea was ambiguous but estimated It will have some effects, at least for the people to see, there are so many talents available in Yanwu Academy. "
Luo Weiran nodded, not knowing why, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes.
"I heard that there was an urgent report from the Northwest."
He muttered softly.
"Yes……"
Hou Wenji was silent for a while, patted Luo Weiran's shoulder and said, "After the New Year, I will go to the northwest. Everything in the capital is left to you, and the burden on your shoulder will be a lot heavy."
He looked at the heat rising from the cup, and there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.
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This was the first time Fang Xie had seen the mirror in the jail of Inner Guards for so long, so when he saw the man in the bronze mirror, he surprised the boss.
"this is me?"
He raised his hand and stroked the beard on his jaw, then turned and looked back at the long hair that had reached his waist. The figure in the mirror is a bit strange, and it is far from me in memory. Fang Xie adapted for a while, then couldn't help sighing: "The years really turned out to be a pig-knife."
Laughing and watching his Zhuobuyi took a pair of scissors and handed it to Fang Jie: "Hair is too long, cut it."
Fang Xie didn't pick it up, but smiled and said, "Let's keep it, and it looks pretty pleasing to the eye. I can't keep my beard, or I'm sorry for the title of my beautiful man."
He picked up the razor and dipped in some water to start shaving at the copper mirror. This is the first time to shave in the back of the world, so the movement is a bit jerky. It's hard to grasp the angle, and it's hard to scrape. Qiu Yu, who was sitting on the side, stood up, walked over to him and took over the razor. He raised the jaw with Fang Jie in one hand, and scraped it gently with his hand in his cheek.
"This pose ..."
Fang Xie turned his head and looked at himself in the bronze mirror ~ EbookFREE.me ~ couldn't help but said with emotion: "It's like I'm being teased."
Qiu Yu ignored his teasing, but asked: "Are you okay? Appeared in front of the students of Yanwu Academy again, how can you explain the missing half a year?"
"Explain a fart."
Fang Xieang spoke with his jaw carefully, lest Qiu Yu's knife scratched his face: "I'm Yan Wuyuan's first name, can I explain it to them? Besides ... you hit the old guy at the table, he I think of how to say it. "
"That old guy is here."
A sound came from the doorway, which surprised Fang Jie.
He looked back and immediately saw Luo Weiran and Dean Zhou who had hated him for a long time.
"Even though you call me the old guy, I'm a little angry."
Dean Zhou came slowly and looked at Fang Xie and said, "But there is a sentence I like very much ... you are the first name of Yanwuyuan. You need to explain to them fare after missing for half a year?"
"Do you mean that the thing that has held me for so long is like a fart, let it go if you want to let it go?"
Fang Xie still raised his jaw and asked, his eyes were provocative.
Dean Zhou was not angry, but after a moment of silence, he said seriously: "What's the fart? Can you let it go freely, can you take it back freely?"
Fang Xie nodded, then nodded: "It seems to make sense."
Dean Zhou said, "Very reasonable."
He threw the parcel in his hand on the stone bed and pointed, "A new dress."
"Want me to care about new clothes?"
Fang Xie asked.
"What else do you want?"
Dean Zhou asked.
Fang Xie thought for a while, then said solemnly: "At the very least, I have to invite me for a meal at Keshengju, and then go to the red sleeves to invite everyone to dance a stream of sleeves."