Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 104
Because he couldn't get out at night, Bai Ze repeated his old trick, picking a caravan caravan roof to lie on during the day, and successfully evaded the search.

There used to be an uninhabited battlefield for fifty miles outside Xuannu Pass, but now, as far as the eye can see, the battlefield has become a snowfield, the sky and the earth are blank, and the artistic conception is quite beautiful, but after a while, it becomes monotonous and boring.

Bai Ze drooped his eyelids in boredom, and just when he was about to fall asleep from boredom, a grove of red plum trees burst into his eyes.

The plum blossoms are in full bloom, like the ever-bright fire watered by countless soldiers with their blood, burning fiercely and brightly on the snowy field.

As for the blood under the flowers or loyalty, or ambition, or involuntary, no one has cared about it for a long time.

History is to promote the process in such disputes again and again.

Dynasties change, and in a flash of a thousand years, it is like a passing light, passing by, and withering in the dust before it has time to be amazing.

But without experiencing the green blood of yesterday, how can there be today's Danqing?No one has ever been able to reach the sky in one step, just as there is no history that can change to its peak and glory out of thin air without development, and never go out.

This is the law of all things, and it is also the rule of the world, which has never changed.

The sons of time travel, it is absurd to use all kinds of high-sounding excuses to challenge the way of heaven and try to subvert and break the rules at will.

The carriage creaked and left two ruts, and it drove unhurriedly, Bai Ze let the snow fall all over his body, he only raised his head to look at the scorching plum forest, wondering what he was thinking.

Ye Qingshuang also quietly floated out and sat beside it, staring blankly at the soft snow falling from the sky, her black and white eyes reflected a fierce beauty.

sad?
She couldn't tell the difference, but felt a little blunt, cold, and inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart.

I always feel that such a vast expanse of red plums and white snow, some people should watch it with them.

After about half an hour, Mei Lin was gradually left behind, only a smear of residual red remained, and the surrounding city in the south changed from a black spot to bigger and bigger, and the generals of the Southern Zhou Dynasty could be clearly seen.

At this moment, Bai Ze seems to have remembered that Ye Qingshuang is a citizen of the Liang Kingdom, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty and the Liang Kingdom had just ceased war a few years ago, and trade had just resumed last year, and there are still a large number of people who have lost their loved ones. quick.

It asked bitterly: "Zai Zai, do you hate Nan Zhou?"

Ye Qingshuang naturally shook her head, and replied indifferently: "When I was alive, the world was peaceful, and I had no family or country hatred with Nan Zhou."

As for the thirty years after her death, yin and yang are separated, and they don't communicate with others. Even if the world is overturned and the dynasty changes, what does it matter to her?
This answer was expected by Bai Ze, the cub is young, and there is always a kind of tranquility beyond the world, so fairy, so cute.

The surrounding cities in the south were also very strict in checking roads, and Bai Ze waited until the caravan was waiting in line, so he jumped down and squeezed into the queue to fish in troubled waters.

There were so many people entering the city today that the Nanzhou generals couldn't find them, and they had no time to care about the four-legged ones, so Bai Ze swaggered into the city if he didn't pay attention.

The small border town is not very prosperous, and it can even be called simple, but the atmosphere of welcoming the spring at the end of the year is much stronger than that of Liang Guo.

Red silk is hung on the streets and at the end of the street, and red lanterns are hung at the door of every house, which is full of joy.

The children ran across the snow in groups, and Bai Ze, infected by the laughter, also stuck out his tongue and grinned: "Zai Zai, it's the New Year's Day, Nan's New Year's Day is very lively, have you seen it?"

Ye Qingshuang glanced across the street lightly, and there were a few small vendors selling in the snow.

"No, but I know that New Year's Day is very lively all over the world."

The new year is the first day of the year, and the new year is replaced by the old year. For the world, the new year's day is probably the best festival in the world. The bad things can be turned over, and everything can be started from scratch.

It's just that Ye Qingshuang has always regarded Suidan as a coincident lie.

Knowing that it is impossible to start over in life, what do you do to lie to yourself? If the status quo cannot be changed, what will be the difference next year?
Things in the world will not be soft on people just because of the first day of the year. After the delay, the problem will still exist.

Obviously, her thinking is pessimistic, so even if she thinks so, she won't talk to anyone.

Bai Ze nodded in agreement, and said in a serious manner: "That's true, there is no New Year's Day that is not lively, but the Southern Zhou Dynasty must be the most lively one."

"Why do you say that?" Ye Qingshuang casually went to the stall to look at the straw baubles, relying on no one to see.

With a happy expression on his face, Bai Ze also looked at the straw weaving: "Because Lin Yuan and I spent the first New Year's Day in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and we caught up as soon as we got down."

It recalled happily for a while, with regret on its face: "It's a pity that I don't have time to have fun, and I was called away by the next task as soon as I finished the task."

"Isn't it very busy at that time?" Ye Qingshuang watched as he walked all the way, and in the gap, he answered some nonsense, but Bai Ze nodded seriously.

"The thief is busy, I wish I could split myself into three. After all, Wei Ming didn't have the skills to split Lin Yuan, so he split Lin Yuan out ha ha ha ha ha."

Bai Ze laughed awkwardly, seeing Ye Qingshuang raised the corners of his lips slightly, his expression was very indifferent, so he closed his mouth, and followed her slowly as if taking a walk.

But after all, Bai Ze wasn't the type to hold things back, so after deliberating for a while, he still asked out of his doubts: "Zai, do you hate Linyuan because of Wei Ming?"

"No." Ye Qingshuang just denied it lightly, but didn't want to talk deeply.

Bai Ze has already noticed it. When Lin Yuan is mentioned recently, she is not very interested, and she tends to ignore her answers, as if she is extremely impatient.

But she said no, then no, it can't pry her mouth open anyway.

As soon as the subject changed, Bai Ze began to babble about the customs and customs of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, from his love of eating insects and birds to raising poison and raising gu, to being good at martial arts and weak writing.

Ye Qingshuang heard it interestingly, and couldn't help asking: "How do you even understand this?"

She thought that the Prophet of Beasts only knew about gods, ghosts and immortals, but he also understood the human world, which is a bit miraculous.

Bai Ze proudly sent a look of "I don't understand what is there", and slowly wagged his tail, leaving behind his back.

Ye Qingshuang smiled, and just about to follow, there was a small and sharp scimitar piercing the wind behind her, piercing directly through her soul, and sticking it on the wooden pillar.

Bai Ze jumped back alertly: "Zai Zai?!"

"I'm fine." Ye Qingshuang glanced at the Xuantie machete unharmed, then turned her head indifferently.

A seven or eight-year-old girl was staring at her sullenly, her black pupils were like unmelted ink, deep and gloomy.

Ye Qingshuang turned her head to meet her black pupils, her expression was calm and composed, she didn't panic, but she didn't open her mouth, she just confronted her quietly.

　After being reminded by someone, I found that there are two missing chapters between chapters 53 and 54. No wonder some friends said that the plot was abrupt and cried. There are more than 100 chapters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)