The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 119 The City Wrapped in Silver, Flowers Bloom Every Year (End of this volume)
In Chang'an, at the end of the twelfth lunar month, it snowed heavily on the sixth night of the first lunar month. In the early morning of the next day, the snow spread along the city wall. In the city, the roofs of the buildings were covered with silver and covered in white.

The heavy snow has stopped, and occasionally sporadic snowflakes flutter down on the eaves, and the crystallized ice curtain reflects the rising sun crystal clear. For a moment, white steam rises from the steamer, and the shouting vendors blow their red hands. He took out mutton pancakes from the furnace, stuffed them to passing buyers, took the copper coins, put them in his arms with a smile, and continued to drink them on the street with people coming and going.

The noisy long street, the end of the new year is approaching, the busy and panicked people finally breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the year. At this point, the government and the imperial court of the rebel army are also a little more relaxed, and traders can enter the city to buy and sell. Many people I also have the courage to accompany my relatives and friends to buy New Year's goods.

In the sound of bargaining and yelling, white air rises from the mouth of the population, and floats to the second floor of the nearby tea shop. There is a lot of noise, and the literati and refined guests who have to sit for a while chat in low voices. There are also traders who have entered the city resting here, carrying teapots. The clerk walked among the seats, the charcoal was burning red to dispel the chill, and in the noisy voice, he talked about his recent experience.

"Recently, the anti-rebel army suddenly changed, do you know what's going on?"

"Where did we know? When we entered the city last time, ouch, it could scare a person to death. The Li family next door didn't keep people and animals. The screams, until now, the old wife in the family dreams about it every night, and wakes up in fright."

"It wasn't that day when I ran out of Widow Xu's house naked in fright. Oh, I met the rebels. When they saw that I had no pants, they thought I was from a poor family, so they ignored me. Now that I think about it, my cowardice really saved my life." .”

"By the way, the rebels are not as vicious now, why are the patrols stricter than before?"

When this question was finally asked, the literati who had news eagerly spoke up and pointed in the direction of the imperial city.

"Hey, don't ask, I have news that it's the one in the palace who wants to be the emperor."

On the second floor of the noisy tea shop, the voice was calm for a short time, and then turned to chatting about other things. On the street below, the sound of orderly footsteps approached from far away, and soldiers of the rebel army patrolled by with spears and knives. Dodge, take a second look, and continue to live the rare year at the end of the year.

The bustling and bustling extension of Yong'an Square gradually became deserted. In the courtyard of the wooden building, the branches covered with snow were falling heavily. Amid the long howling sound of "Ah--", the snow fell 'rusting', and the running fox Immediately buried in snowdrifts.

Dou Wei straddled his horse and looked at the countless snowflakes falling from the branches with satisfaction. He just recovered his energy and wrote down his experience today. Then there was another scream of "Ah--", the little fox walked through his boots He took a hard bite, spread his calves, stepped on the snow in the courtyard and ran to the attic.

Jumping past the thatched shed, Wang Jinqiu came out with a pot of hot water, almost tripped over it, and yelled angrily, telling Qiao Niang to clean up the beast. Out of 'fierce'.

The red fox rubbed against the ground to stop, squatted on the ground and tilted its little head, looked at Qiao Niang, then looked at the wooden tray, and whispered 'sob' in its mouth, and gently scratched the head of the rooster hanging outside the basin with its little paws. The drooping ears are a little sad.

Old friends, gone in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Niang took out her heart and liver and threw it over. The little fox sniffed it, held it in her mouth, wagged her tail excitedly, and ran to the corner quickly.

The little girl wiped her hands, wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, looked at the attic, the door was opened, and Geng Qing, who was dressed in a green and black official robe and wrapped in a cotton coat, came out exhaling whitely, rubbing her hands, and looked at the person who was looking up. The little girl waved her hand, and walked straight out of the courtyard with Qin Huaimian who followed, and Jiuyu with a soft face.

The carriage drove through the bustling long street, came to the city gate, showed the waist card, and drove to the long pavilion in the suburbs. The snow-covered dirt road was difficult to navigate, and the rickety carriage, Geng Qing glanced at the paper from Zhang's mansion in his hand , nodded towards Jiuyu, and then burned the note.

The ashes floated out of the car, and the carriage also stopped slowly. Not long after, a carriage from the Ministry of Punishment slowly drove up on the official road leading to the city gate. There were two people driving the carriage, and one of the chief arrestees of the Ministry of Punishment was among them. Tu Shifei, when he saw the new Minister of Punishment standing in the pavilion, his heart was probably complicated.

What I once thought was a dandy, or a young man with some background and scheming, became his boss in a few steps from a magistrate, but this is also good, I can work under such a person, and put aside the embarrassment of age difference, The future is always good.

On the frame, another person got off, the chubby Zhao Hongjun wrapped in fur clothes, a chubby ball, after Geng Qing took over the position of servant, he followed him into the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and became a doctor of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. usefulness.

In the stopped carriage, the curtain was lifted, and two figures came down one after the other. The slender figure had fierce eyes. She looked at the young man in the pavilion who was not what it used to be, bit her lip and took two steps back.

"fraud!"

Tang Baoer cursed, and was dragged away by Chen Shuba. The man's eyes were more rational than fierce, knowing that the two of them together would not be able to deal with the scholars and eunuchs around Geng Qing, not to mention the chief arrester of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

"I swear"

The woman was dragged and retreated while walking, looking at the pavilion with wet eyes, Geng Qing, who was standing upright with her hands behind her back, retreated for a while, stopped again, and shouted at the pavilion over there: "Geng! Qing! I! I swear I will kill you, I swear, I will kill you to avenge Master!!"

Geng Qing just smiled and looked at the back of the figure who was sobbing and wiping away tears. He didn't pay attention to the threatening words at all. Jiuyu turned his face to the side, and opened his thin lips slightly, "This kind of People, I'm afraid I'll be played to death by you."

"Which kind of game is dead?" Zhao Hongjun became interested and probed over, but was pushed away by Geng Qing. He stopped looking at the two figures walking towards the vast snow field, turned around and walked to the carriage parked by the side of the road.

The chief arrester of the criminal department followed closely, and said in a low voice: "Servant, why don't you lead someone with a lowly position to kill them halfway, so as to avoid future troubles!"

Geng Qing put his hands behind his back, and Qin Huaimian, Jiuyu, Tu Shifei, and Zhao Hongjun followed one by one. He stopped, looked at the horse with a swinging mane, smiled slightly on his dark face, and raised his hand Put it on.

"Huang Wang let her live. Let's not do annoying things when we first come here. Besides, the fights and killings of people in the rivers and lakes are too small. How can it fall into my eyes? If a hero who works for the country and the people, It’s hard to say that I will look up to it, this kind of fish and shrimp will survive on its own, if it really dares to come, it will be swept away like dust.”

Stepping into the chariot, he sat in the carriage, and through the curtain, there were other words between talking and laughing.

"...The business is important. After the new year, it's time to do what we should do. Let's go."

Putting down the curtains, with everyone in the crowd, Dachun turned around and drove into the city with the carriage, passed through the noisy streets, stopped at nearby neighborhoods, and walked into the newly opened shops.

The woman who was counting the account book raised her face, showing a beautiful smile, and gently brushed the snowflakes off Geng Qing's shoulders. The man brought several fur coats and cotton coats, and one of them was put on the woman's plump body.

Touching the soft down, Bai Yunxiang smiled and buried it into the man's chest. She liked this man more and more, and also liked this kind of life, feeling the stability she had never had before.

Not long after, the carriage left and returned to the courtyard, people were shouting loudly, Dou Wei howled and shook the branches and leaves, his face and shoulders were covered with a thick layer of snow.

The little fox wagged his tail and watched his former 'friend' push into the pot, with his tongue drooping by his mouth.

The red fox whimpered softly, and was kicked away by the approaching figure. Qiao Niang, who was burning the fire, raised her face, looked at the young man who was smiling at her, and stroked her black hair in a panic. The black ashes accidentally smeared on the small On his face, he took the fur coat handed over carefully, with red eyes but a shy smile.

As winter rises above the clouds, Bai Yunxiang, who runs the store, and a group of people also come back. Everyone gathers in the snow-swept courtyard, drinks to their heart's content, and eats meals before the New Year's Eve. Keep warm together.

With the cold wind blowing, the walnut trees rustled and danced.

As night fell, the old day turned over, and on the twelfth of December, in the imperial city of Chang'an, an old man named Huang Chao walked into the Hanyuan Hall, walked along the middle of all the officials, and walked up the dragon chair on the imperial steps. crowned.

Seeing the eunuch bowing and holding the jade seal in front of him, the old man stood up with clenched fists and stood in front of the dragon chair without anger. At a certain moment, he held the jade seal in his hands and held it in front of him. On him, on the jade seal, and on both sides of the hall below, all civil and military officials bowed down.

The flag hanging on the city wall was lowered, and the brand-new banner was raised high to the top of the city, flying against the cold wind.

This year, the country was named "Daqi", the Yuan Dynasty was established and Jintong was established, and the world was amnesty.

(End of Volume [-])
　One more tonight.

　　
　
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