Vol 3 Chapter 62: The most difficult to understand

When Qi Di’s crown was inserted into the new tomb like a tombstone, a very dark black wind swept through the black mountain.
The black wind rolled to the top of the mountain and turned into a black cloud that was pressed against the top of the mountain.
The mountain was not high, but the heavy black cloud was on the top of the mountain. The whole sky seemed to be pulled down, and it seemed that the mountain was extraordinarily tall.
In the black mountain soil where the grass was not born, there were many black thatched grasses that rushed straight into the sky, and the whole mountain was covered with denseness.
The black thatch grows to the height of the waist of Qi Di, Qi Di is silent, and the long black hair dances in the wind.
All the beads on the black crown in front of him, and even the gold inlays, were turned into decaying dust in the black smoldering wind. In the end, only a plain and dark jade plate was inserted in the black soil.
The black clouds move on the mountain with the wind between the heavens and the earth, but they never dissipate.
Qi Di went down the mountain road, and the mountain road was covered with black thatched waist. The figure of Qi Di was like a wave in a long black river.
This kind of picture is quiet, but it falls in the eyes of all the people at the foot of the mountain.
"If the teacher likes to be clean before he is born, he will seal the mountain and no one will be close."
Qi Di turned around in front of all his courtiers, and looked up at the Montenegro and said softly.
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In the countryside of Changling, several farmers who are weeding in the wheat fields are straightened up with some doubts and look in the direction of the Weihe military port in the distance.
There seems to be a loud sound in the military port. In the fields, a group of birds flocked and flew.
Just after a moment, a bright yellow appeared on the official road, and dozens of riders dressed in bright yellow robes galloped.
The farmers knew that their most respected emperors had finally returned, and they were so timid in the wheat fields that they were very excited.
The news of Yujiaguidu spread throughout the Changling along the horizontal and vertical roads. Numerous subjects along the way squatted on the side of the road, and saw the majestic bright yellow figure on the rut, and they almost shouted long lively.
In the sound of the mountains of the earthquake, the Emperor Yuanwu’s lips were slightly tilted, with a touch of joy.
His eyes slowly swept through the four wilderness, sweeping through countless worshippers of his subjects, and eventually fell to the edge of Changling in the distance.
"You said that it is true that the people can truly love it. It is right to be truly worshipped by the heart. Now the widows have done it, so everything that the widows do is correct."
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"I am also used to the surface of yours. I moved to the place of the ink garden. Just like when I returned here today, I have already eaten the morning... and the scenery of the ink garden wants to come and see...

In the fall of the indus, Ding Ning stood in the usual shop that he would go to every morning in the morning. He said to the boss inside the shop very honestly, but the inside shop owner was taking his own dough and waiting for Ding Ning to say. For a while, the boss who was very polite to Ding Ning on the weekday did not raise his head. "I lived here well, why did I move to the ink garden, and my shop was newly renovated, and The ink garden is so deserted, who will I eat for my face?"
"I will try to get everyone to move." Ding Ning said with no worries: "As long as you agree, I will talk to them later."
The shopkeeper gave him a white look and said, "How do you manage?"
Ding Ning heard that his implication was that even I said that I would not accept it. You dare to boast that everyone has moved, but he is still not discouraged, but then sincerely said: "Free rent."
The shopkeeper sneered, "The house in the house is not only the rent."
Ding Ning looked at him and said: "White delivery."
The shopkeeper smashed.
Ding Ning took out the title deed, such as the real upstart: "Which room to look at, just pick it, if you think that the shop is not, I want to open a mouth on which wall to tell me, I am looking for it." The craftsman went to get it."
The shopkeeper thought about it and said with anger: "You don't want to marry me. Although you have a land lease, but according to my Daqin law, can this land lease be divided? Do you want to give it away?"
Ding Ning looked helplessly at the shopkeeper. He said: "All are so familiar. Is it necessary to be limited to these rules? The title deeds cannot be divided. I will set up a document with you to let the neighbors come to make a certificate, as long as I am still in the ink garden. The owner, the house you picked is yours."
The boss’s eyes lit up.
What are you serious about?

Ding Ning slightly annoyed: "When can I talk about it?"
"Let me pick one first?"
"Own your own choice." Ding Ning gave him a glance and left the title deed in front of him.
"This is a title deed, what do you think is it!" The shopkeeper’s eyes narrowed and he sighed. For a short time, he actually wiped his hands on his apron and then caught the title deed accurately. Then yelled directly at the throat: "Come and be a witness!"
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"What are you doing?"
Long Sunshue Xue looked at Ding Ning, who crowded out the crowd, and said coldly.
Ding Ning wiped the sweat on his forehead and said: "The cave owner has been used to it here. The ink garden is too clean. Of course, it will be a bit more lively."
Long Sunshine Snow Road: "There is no other reason?"
"At least a lot of people have moved over and made it like a phoenix tree. It doesn't feel like we have a few people in the ink garden, although we don't want the ink garden... but the old ones are so expensive. Perhaps the hatred of us is a little lighter.
Ding Ning looked at her and said:
And although there is no substantive meaning, it is finally a rebellion expressed by the small people in the market, and perhaps it can make her feel a little unpleasant.

The long-term grandson thought about it and said, "I did a good job."
Ding Ning stunned, this is a prize she has never had before, but he immediately responded, and she couldn't help but smile when she turned around, whispering: "Childish."
Can make the hostess in the palace unhappy, the greatest happiness for the long-term Sunshine, but at this time, there is a vague shout in the distant streets.
The long-haired Sunshine’s eyebrows suddenly had a pleat.
He is back.

Ding Ning nodded.
The grandson’s shallow snow suddenly sinks:
Everyone loves the Emperor Yuanwu.

"But I don't like you."
Ding Ning can understand her meaning at this time and the mood at this time. He listened to the sound coming from afar, and looked at the lively room. He did not need the neighbours of his new ink garden master to intervene. Said: "Look at them... They also love the Emperor Yuanwu, but they like me more at this time."
"People's heart..." Ding Ning paused and turned to look at the long-haired Sun Xue, who was all frosty on his face. He said: "It is always the most difficult thing to understand in the world."
The long-haired Sun Xue obviously didn't want to say anything more, but at this time her brows picked up again and whispered: "There are two six things to see you."
Ding Ning slightly stunned.
The long-term grandson Xue Xue has some doubts and indecisions: "A six-state, a seven-state?"
(Don’t drink... there’s still a bit of Calvin after a day)