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Published at 25th of April 2022 05:57:57 AM


Chapter 45

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When Li yue'e and her husband and wife step into Yinma town hand in hand, the atmosphere of Yinma town is very solid, and the town seems to be covered with a layer of cloud.

Gloomy clouds and gloomy clouds!

The sudden death of Mr. Li made the white hoofed horse breeders in Yinma town lose their backbone. It seems that they have lost the most solid support. However, what is most difficult to accept is that sitianjian and the government sent people to investigate the old man. They said that the man who made great efforts to protect the traitors and thus committed suicide was afraid of committing crimes. This is in the hearts of the people in Yinma town I couldn't believe it, and then I was furious.

How many white hooves have the master cultivated in his life? How many alien heads have Xia's cavalry on white hooves taken off?

In Yinma Town, it is said that the old man alone can resist thousands of troops. Now it is a great joke to say that the master is shielding the traitors. The villagers in the town of

spontaneously gathered in front of Mr. Lee's house with shovels and brooms, blocking the gate to stop the sentry supervisor and the officials from entering the hall. The two men had been holding up since the dawn of the morning.

The sky began to drift down, the first snow in Youzhou this year came earlier than before. Li Yuee came to her house and looked at her husband's face flushed with cold. Her eyes were distressed. At this time, everyone in Fuzhou, located in the south of the summer, was still wearing short shirts!

The scholar's husband nodded to her, indicated that he was ok, then took her little hand, separated the crowd and walked in.

Naturally, the villagers at the gate knew Li yue'e who had been growing up in Yinma town since childhood, and suddenly there was a whispering sound. A middle-aged horse breeder with a leader's appearance welcomed Li yue'e and explained the situation in her ear.

Li Yuee turned to look at the magistrate of Yinma town. The magistrate had been in Yinma town for some years, so they were familiar with each other.

The magistrate lowered his head helplessly and said, "daughter, you know that I respect the old man as much as a father. Of course, I don't believe that the old man will do such things. But the law of the great summer is the law of the great Xia, and I can't stop it if the magistrate wants to investigate. If you let the villagers get out of the way, we'll go in and open a coffin to investigate the cause of death Just leave. "

shovel the villagers after hearing the anger immediately, waved their spade, roared, "the father made a great contribution to his life, and he was also destroyed by your coffin after death. You can't be laid to rest. Are you still a man?" The people in Yinma town are not allowed to enter this house. If you want to enter this house, you must first step over our bodies. "

"Yes, step over our bodies first. We'll fight with the men of Si Tianjian."

Standing next to the magistrate of Yinma Town, there are two teams of people. One is the local garrison and the other is the sitianjian of Youzhou. The leader of the team is a middle-aged man in black. The whole person is introverted. However, the falling snowflakes slip on both sides and can't fall on the shoulder at all. He is the commander-in-chief of sitianjian in Youzhou.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and Si Shi is also very worried about the situation in front of him. He knows the prestige of Mr. Li in Yinma town and even the whole summer. However, this incident is of great significance, which concerns Zhao Yu, the emperor's grandson.

In other words, it is that the sitianjian of Youzhou must give Zhao Yu an account, or he will account for his own life.

Si Shi bowed his head, and his whole body began to emit more and more powerful momentum. The snowflakes flying around him were blown around by the sudden momentum. He sighed in secret and sighed that he still had to use force to solve the problem.

A figure appeared in front of the Division 12, protecting Li Yuee behind her. Her body was very thin, and she coughed a few times from time to time, but it was so firm.

Young scholar!

The young scholar, who was not in good health and looked pale because of his constant driving, firmly blocked his wife behind him, like a mountain, blocking the fierce momentum and the accompanying snow and wind.

But he was just an ordinary person who had no practice at all, so he began to cough more violently. His face under the snowflakes appeared an unnatural flush, but he still did not step back.

Si 12 raised his right hand forward, and the snow in the sky rolled violently. A snow beast appeared between heaven and earth and roared at the scholar.

The young scholar also raised his right hand forward. On his right hand lay a brocade bag, red silk, Golden Phoenix!

After he saw it, he took back the whole body momentum, and the huge snow beast disappeared in a moment. He went forward to take the brocade bag with both hands respectfully. After opening it, he put the note back into the brocade bag and put it back in the scholar's hand. Then he worshipped the brocade bag and turned away without saying a word.

Only the snowflakes all over the sky fell on the thin shoulders of the young scholar, and on Li yue'e's long eyelashes. Under the eyelashes, the eyes were full of tears.

After the storm subsided, the sun set in the west, and every household in Yinma Town, shrouded in heavy snow, lit up their lights.

In Master Li's house, Li Yuee burned a basin of hot water, soaked the handkerchief and wrung it out. After that, she handed it to her husband, who was constantly coughing, to wipe his face and warm himself. At this time, the middle-aged scholar was wrapped in a thick quilt. He had hardly experienced this harsh cold weather in the south, so he was very uncomfortable."My husband, why are you standing in front of me today? You are thin. That man is a man of practice. I am stronger than you at all." Li Yuee reached out to take the handkerchief handed back by the scholar, and then immersed in the hot water again. Under the dim yellow light, her face was a little red, and she murmured in a low voice.

"I'm your husband. I should protect you. Besides, I have a sense of propriety. You know I'm a scholar. If I can't, I'll reason with him."

Seeing his wife's appearance, the young scholar thought it was lovely. He laughed and coughed at the same time.

"My husband, don't be kidding. Don't do it next time." Li Yuee's coquettish and angry voice made the scholar's smile more severe and his cough more severe.

After a long time, the scholar calmed down, reached out his hand and touched his wife's head. He said gently, "go and add a thick coat. We still have to watch at night."

Hearing her husband mention Mr. Li, Li Yuee's expression has become lonely and her eyes are a little red.

In the hall of the house, there is a wooden coffin, in which Mr. Li lies, with two figures kneeling in front of the coffin.

Li yue'e didn't cry. She just had red eyes and low head. Girls in Northwest China were born strong.

Looking at his wife, the young scholar stood up slightly and said softly, "madam, we are not going back to the south. Let's raise horses here."

Li Yuee suddenly raised her head, looked at her husband and said in shock, "well, what about the bookstore in the south? No more business? "

"Just close the bookstore. I suddenly want to do something." The scholar smiles at his wife, which is very gentle.

Li Yuee nodded. She knew her husband and her talent hidden in his thin and weak body.

Hiding in the city, hiding the sun and moon in my chest!

On a grassland a hundred miles away from Yinma Town, Zhao Yu stood in front of the carriage in a cloak, stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the world. The two scarlet patterns of butcher's saints in the center of his eyebrows were shining brightly, adding a touch of light to the vast white snow.

"Young master, it's late. You can have a rest." Behind her came the clear voice of the moon girl.

Zhao Yu nodded and walked back to the carriage. He stopped for a moment and raised his right hand. A dark green light ball appeared in his hand. The mist in the light ball rose. If the shadow of a green deer spirit appeared, it was like a black hole. It would inhale all human souls.

"You can find a box, put it in it, and then send it to Yueya Fang, Jiangling City, Jinzhou, as soon as possible, and tell her to go to Shenjing immediately after integration."

"No!" At that time, the Youyi army separated five horses and left.

In the next few days, a poem spread throughout the vast land of Shenzhou at a very fast speed. It is said that it was written by a scholar in Youzhou.

White snow song to send his royal highness to Beijing.

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