Chapter 75: Seventy-five baby

After deciding to go to Chang'an, Xu Zhen did not rush to go directly, but first planned for economic and agricultural matters in the army, and by the way perfected the law, he invited several legalists to manage the administration.
Xu Zhen lived a comfortable life these days, the days were nourished, frostbite and wounds were all healed. She went out to work, walked on the road, and saw the half-faced female slave.
The slave girl was still wearing thin clothes, standing in the snow, holding a broom to sweep the snow.
Seeing her, Xu Zhen stepped forward and greeted enthusiastically: "I haven't seen you in a long time. How have you been recently? Has the food improved a lot?"
The female slave nodded when she saw her.
Immediately thought of the rumors that most people can hear, knowing that Xu Zhen is the sweetheart of the King of Zhenbei and was about to kneel to salute.
Xu Zhen hurriedly stopped: "You helped me before, why are you so polite."
The slave girl said, "It's just handy."
Xu Zhen thought that the female slave was kneeling in order to thank herself for improving her food. She said, "Then I will help you improve your life. You don't have to thank me."
The female slave gave Xu Zhen a grateful look.
Xu Zhen continued to chat with her in a good mood. The two walked to the side of the tent, and Xu Zhen handed her a thick cloth. The female slave was wearing it, and she felt Jinfei in just a few days. The illusion of the past.
She continued to thank Xu Zhen.
Xu Zhen smiled and said no need to thank, and then scanned the surrounding area, and found a large area of ​​snow covered with no traces of cleaning, she asked a bit strangely: "Why do you clean today alone?"
The female slave heard the words and looked up at Xu Zhen in shock.
Xu Zhen asked: "There were many people in the previous account, what about the group of people?"
After the female slave was silent for a long time, she opened her mouth and closed her mouth again, and finally said slowly: "They, were sent away."
"Send it away?" Xu Zhen didn't believe it, but the slave girl said that she could only think it was true for the time being.
Xu Zhen walked back to the charcoal-burning military account and saw that the dim candlelight had ignited. Xun Qianchun was sitting at the table with food and meat and vegetables. The two had a much better life than before.
Xu Zhen went over and sat down.
She thought about it and asked, "Where did you send those slave girls?"
Xun Qianchun didn't speak.
Xu Zhen looked at Xun Qianchun, probably guessed, and asked directly: "Did you kill them all?"
Xun Qianchun's fair face was a little more sad, and he still didn't speak.
Xu Zhen said: "Looking at your reaction should be killing, but what do you do to kill them for no reason? I finally told them how to survive in the chaotic world, no wonder I had a few merits a few days ago—"
She almost said it. Fortunately, the system was still somewhat protective. When she almost said these three words, the siren in her head made a big deal, forcing her to swallow the words back.
"Is this the case?" Xu Zhen asked repeatedly.
Xun Qianchun saw Xu Zhen knowing and nodded.
Xu Zhen continued to ask: "Why did you kill them?"
Xun Qianchun was silent.
Xu Zhen asked: "Are you poisoned more seriously in your body, so your body hurts?"
Xun Qianchun didn't want to worry Xu Zhen and didn't speak.
Xu Zhen threatened: "If you don't tell me, I won't be with you anymore."
Xun Qianchun frowned slightly, looked up at Xu Zhen, made a difficult choice for a moment, and then said: "It's really a bit painful, the breath inside is unstable, and I can't restrain it."
"Is it just a little?" Xu Zhen asked back, and Xiaohua didn't answer. Xu Zhen knew that Xiaohua's condition had reached a serious point. According to this rhythm, she might be hacked to death at any time.
When he first knew this setting, Xu Zhen was once too scared. In order to cherish his precious life, he even hurried away the Xiaohua.
But now, she really has no idea at all, there are no people and things in this world, can make her more worried than screaming.
Xu Zhen thought for a while and said: "I told you before that I will not die." She said, her face was a little white, but she continued to say, "So if you really don't hurt, just Stabbing me with a knife, I feel a little pain at best."
Xun Qianchun said, "No."
Xu Zhen whispered: "I just made an assumption, in case there is such a day..."
Xun Qianchun repeated: "No. If one day, my sword will pierce my own chest."
Xu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then moved over and whispered, "Don't do this, but no matter what, I will talk about it casually. Your poison can be solved anyway. When you have finished solving your family's affairs, we will quickly Let’s hide."
Xun Qianchun looked at Xu Zhen, but wanted to talk but didn't say it, and finally nodded, and the two stopped talking about the topic.
On the next day, the sky was flying north with geese flying south, and it was just a few days before the Chinese New Year. The two discussed for a moment and decided to leave today to enter Chang'an before the New Year's Eve ban.
On the day of departure, it was a rare sunny day, the golden light reflected the snow, and the snow in the mountains was melted, and there was an extra muddy path.
Everyone in the army thought that the king of Zhenbei returned to the city and hurriedly came out to give it away, but they did not know that Xun Qianchun and Xu Zhen had drove around the city gate and headed towards the dark east of Chang'an.
The seven countries in troubled times are about to take Chang'an as an eye-catcher and set off a storm again.
Broad Yangguan Avenue.
Xu Zhen wore a light gray sheepskin and a small felt hat, sitting on the horse's back crookedly, obviously not martial arts, but he just carried a red copper sword on his back.
Xun Qianchun, a martial artist with high strength, sat steadily on another horse with only a bag tied around his waist and luggage on the horse's bottom.
Xu Zhen was struggling to ride a horse, Xun Qianchun let her ride together, and Xu Zhen was unwilling to sit alone. Therefore, the trip that could have been reached in a day and a half, the two arrived in three days.
When I could see the towering loft in Chang'an, the number of people on both sides of the official road gradually increased, but this group of people was not the former splendid silkworm clothing or the unruly literati wanderer, but the refugees who didn't know where they came from, ragged. Lying on the ground, not going into the city or being terrible, just staying outside.
Chang'an is no longer as prosperous as before, and it is full of gloom, looking at it with despair, and can smell the rotten smell.
Is this really the glorious Changan of the past?
Xu Zhen was a little skeptical.
Driving forward, Xu Zhen didn't see what Changan was supposed to look like, and felt weird. He hurried to Xiaohua and asked, "Has Changan been like this for the past two years?"
Xun Qianchun said: "No, it was only after the Holy Ghost died."
Xu Zhen nodded, understandably. After all, without the Holy Spirit, wars were more frequent everywhere. Even Ge Xi'er and Li Sanlang had a fight a few days ago.
In the chaos, who else can keep his heart?
The mountains and rivers were turbulent, the white grass and the north wind of the pine blew, and the snow kept shaking.
When there was still a road away from Chang'an, the two stopped first, found an inn, walked into it with the wind, and asked for a room.
Putting down the luggage, Xun Qianchun reached out and put the same cold thing on Xu Zhen's face.
Xu Zhen thought that Xiao Huan was playing with herself, and hurried to the window to catch a cloud of snow, which was also attached to Xun Qianchun's face.
Xun Qianchun shouted with a smile: "Sir."
Xu Zhen rubbed her face a few times: "Why?"
Xun Qianchun's face was distorted by rubbing, explaining: "It's Yirong."
Xu Zhen was stunned and asked, "Are you easy to dress now?"
Xun Qianchun pointed to Xu Zhen's face.
Xu Zhen realized that Xiaohua was just helping herself post things!
Have you been transformed? ?
Xu Zhen was a little excited.
For the first time, she enjoyed Yi Rong's treatment. She hurried to the brown wooden table and looked for a bronze mirror to carefully observe her face. The bronze mirror showed a dark skin, with pockmarks on her face and wide lips.
Xu Zhen felt amazing.
She didn't look like this at first, and as long as a sticker, it can be compared with the ps technology thousands of years later, which is too great!
Xu Zhen kept raising her hands to touch her face, and her face still had a touch. She then grasped her cheek hard and found that there was indeed a very thin layer covering her face, which could be torn off with just a little effort.
Xu Zhen dared not touch it again.
She got a new image and was ready to go out in a good mood. Xun Qianchun couldn't control her. She could only change Zhang Xin's face and go out behind her.
The two walked around.
As the sky gradually dimmed, the golden lights gathered, the lights ignited, and gradually became lively on the official road. Xu Zhen asked in the past and only heard a group of people fighting for food.
It seems that the officials and nobles in Chang'an City finished the banquet and threw out what they didn't want to eat, so they were cheaper at the door.
Xu Zhen said: "It looks like a waste, did not expect to actually do something good?"
Xun Qianchun said: "Not a good thing, waste, never a good thing."
Xu Zhen looked at Xun Qianchun's new look, which was obviously more ordinary than her own. With the hat behind her, like to go to the field to plant rice seedlings, she smiled and said, "You are right."
Xun Qianchun glanced at her.
This ordinary face suddenly revealed an unusual kingly spirit.
Xu Zhen shut up immediately.
A gust of wind blew from the Weishui, which brought alcohol and carrion in the Chang'an City, as well as the clamor of noise inside. Xu Zhen initially saw this outside and thought it should be almost the same inside.
She was a little curious.
Xun Qianchun knew much about the news and explained to her: "It's still the same inside, there are lantern festivals, there is too much learning."
Xu Zhen asked: "Is the Hongdu Academy also open?"
"I don't know." Xun Qianchun said, "Many officials turned to the new emperor, and they did not worry about food and clothing every time."
Xu Zhen was a little shocked: "Is it satisfactory if you don't worry about food and clothing? This group of people is also very easy to deal with. But since the Lantern Festival is still on, we can go and see after we enter the city."
Xun Qianchun nodded.
Xu Zhen said: "You still have to guess the riddle."
Xun Qianchun said, "Okay."
Xu Zhen was thrilled: "How about the rabbit lamp? It was pretty in the room before."
Xun Qianchun said, "Okay."
Xu Zhen said: "I saw the corn made last year, have you seen it?"
Xun Qianchun said, "No."
The two walked in a secluded alley. Their voices drifted with the wind. After chatting about the lantern festival, they began to talk about the current strength of the princess. Xun Qianchun was not very clear. Later, he talked about other things.
A few steps forward.
Xu Zhen suddenly saw a man sitting at the alley.
The man was gray-haired, wearing tattered hats, and wearing a muddy robe, revealing loose and frostbitten skin.
Through the half face exposed by Dou Li, Xu Zhen recognized this person.
This man is a wandering country.
This official, who once did not support Xu Zhen's Confucianism and reform, but today in this alley, he sat tearfully in the corner and silently said: "The palace wall is falling down, come personally, overthrow here. "
Xu Zhen did not stop.
Just pulled the little girl and went on.