Chapter 651
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In the course of human race, before and after the new year's day, there was a huge migration across 36 states. To go home for the Spring Festival, it was a deep-rooted obsession in every big Xia Ziming's heart. Therefore, no matter how far away they were, the foreigners would rush home for reunion.
At this time, the transmission stone statue tower was still in its initial stage, and it was not fully popularized. Therefore, in the late winter of the 89th year of the great summer calendar, the migration of various parts of China's vast land had already begun. After all, the area of the great summer was too wide, and even horses with good endurance needed at least 10 days to cross a state.
The next day, just before dawn, a series of blue and white transmission light pillars were convenient for all parts of the holy capital to rush into the sky. Most of these light pillars were the people who attended the banquet of the White Emperor Palace last night. Therefore, they were transmitted to the rest of the big cities early this morning to reunite with their families for the new year.
Among them, Yuan Bai, a scholar who just took over the position of secretary of state, and Sima Annan, who is in white, are among them. However, it is worth mentioning that beside Sima Gongzi, there is a huge backpack on his back, which is like a runaway Yu Ruier.
With the rising of the sun, the whole Shenjing city gradually wakes up. However, compared with the past, today's No.1 city in the world is a little different, with less busy and compact, more leisure and prosperity.
The whole summer has entered the period of the first day holiday from today. The people who have been busy for a whole year can rest assured that they can sleep until the sun rises. However, no matter what the festival is, there is a place in the holy capital, which must be overcrowded.
Qinglong Street, Qiongjiang Museum!
Early in the morning, in front of the gate of the Qiongjiang Museum, a very tall figure appeared in the long line. The polished bald head was like a bronze mirror, reflecting the rising sun in all directions. At the same time, it was twice as large as the rest of the people. It gave the diners a great sense of pressure.
However, Liang Po's face under his bald head was pretty and not fierce. Therefore, the uncles and aunts around him would ask with a smile, what did the young man grow up with? How can you be so strong.
Liang Po didn't reply, just a kind smile. A moment later, Liang Po, with a bowl of soup noodles in his hand, strode to the side of the road, a large carriage that had been parked for a long time, and got into it.
Sitting cross legged in the carriage, Zhao Yu opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the soup noodles in Liang Po's hand, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva. Recently, because of the busy political affairs, he had not tasted this delicious soup noodles for a long time, so he missed it very much.
"I tell you the truth. I've eaten so many noodles and soup in Qiongjiang restaurant. Have you ever tasted anything and worked out the formula so that I can taste it in the palace."
However, after listening to Zhao's head shaking his head, most of his voice is not like eating in the world The museum's reputation is the first in the world. "
Before Liang Po's voice was over, Zhao Yu had already picked up the big bowl in front of him, swallowed the last bit of delicious and rich soup into his stomach, then sighed heavily:
"eat a bowl of human fireworks, drink a few cups of life ups and downs, break ah, this last taste is the fireworks of this world!"
"Your Majesty, if you want to eat this soup noodles every day, why don't you let the crescent moon take the whole soup?"
A not old voice sounded in the carriage, and then a thin figure in a blue shirt appeared next to Zhao Yu. After Huang Ting, a great master who had not been seen for a long time, opened his mouth, the young emperor turned his head and said softly:
"there are so many beautiful things on the vast land of China. If I had all the things in my pocket, it would be boring. If I ate them every day This soup noodles, no matter how delicious the world fireworks, will also be greasy and crooked, but uncle, on weekdays, can't shout out, why did he show up on his own initiative today? "
Huang Ting, sitting with a straight pen, has a sharp and angular face, which looks like a knife carved before. Then, Huang Ting puts away the fierce momentum of his whole body and replies:
"Your Majesty, today is Xiaonian. If you leave the palace today, you must be young to visit the elders. Therefore, I also want to go to Si Tian tower and meet my father."
"I mean it."
After that, Zhao Yu nodded. Then the broad carriage began to move forward, along Qinglong Street, toward the Sitian tower in the middle of the capital city.
Today's Qinglong Street is still full of people, but even if some time ago, people from other places in Shenjing city have already left Beijing to go home, which has not affected its prosperity at all. The queue in front of those shops is even longer.
Zhao Yu in the carriage was not wearing a royal robe, but a simple black robe with a bun wrapped in a cloud hairpin. It was like a young man traveling through the capital. Then the young emperor stretched out his hand, lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and gazed at the streets on both sides with ebony black eyes From the mixed feelings.
This is the home and country that he is fighting to protect!Suddenly, a familiar figure of Xiaowa appeared in the vision of the young emperor. It was still the thick cloth clothes full of patches, and the purple face after being blown by the wind. Then a name named Yu Pengfei appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, and then the faint emperor's voice sounded in the carriage:
"Liang Po, stop!"
In fact, at the end of the new year, the happiest people are just like those carefree children. They play in groups in the streets and alleys early in the morning. But Yu Pengfei, the little baby at this time, is not in a good situation because he and several children behind him are blocked in a corner by a group of older Royal young people.
The first youth must be of extraordinary family background, not far away hanging a group of servants like people watching.
Yu Pengfei tightly held a small wooden knife in his hand, pursed his lips, and looked angrily at the young men in royal robes. His tender voice came from his hands:
"no matter what you exchange with me, I will not give you this knife."
At the same time, some of the young people who hold up their swords and do not know how many of them who hold up their swords will not be able to answer the question Foot, look at this catapult. It can shoot birds a hundred paces away, and it's very powerful. "
After he finished speaking, the young man took out a stone directly from his arms, buckled it on the catapult, pulled it open, pointed to Yu Pengfei, and opened his mouth without good breath. However, the next breath, his hand was inexplicably loose, and the stone shot out immediately, and the boy gave a cry of surprise.
Between the electric light and flint, all the children present have not reacted, but the faces of the servants watching from afar have changed greatly. If this powerful stone hits Yu Pengfei in the front, blood splashes are inevitable.
Yu Pengfei, who was under the attack of the stone, only subconsciously raised the wooden knife for a block. However, in the interior of this ordinary wooden knife, where no one could see, suddenly the lava flowed violently.
At the same time, in the carriage not far away, the great master Huang Ting made a voice of doubt:
"eh! The smell? "
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In the course of human race, before and after the new year's day, there was a huge migration across 36 states. To go home for the Spring Festival, it was a deep-rooted obsession in every big Xia Ziming's heart. Therefore, no matter how far away they were, the foreigners would rush home for reunion.
At this time, the transmission stone statue tower was still in its initial stage, and it was not fully popularized. Therefore, in the late winter of the 89th year of the great summer calendar, the migration of various parts of China's vast land had already begun. After all, the area of the great summer was too wide, and even horses with good endurance needed at least 10 days to cross a state.
The next day, just before dawn, a series of blue and white transmission light pillars were convenient for all parts of the holy capital to rush into the sky. Most of these light pillars were the people who attended the banquet of the White Emperor Palace last night. Therefore, they were transmitted to the rest of the big cities early this morning to reunite with their families for the new year.
Among them, Yuan Bai, a scholar who just took over the position of secretary of state, and Sima Annan, who is in white, are among them. However, it is worth mentioning that beside Sima Gongzi, there is a huge backpack on his back, which is like a runaway Yu Ruier.
With the rising of the sun, the whole Shenjing city gradually wakes up. However, compared with the past, today's No.1 city in the world is a little different, with less busy and compact, more leisure and prosperity.
The whole summer has entered the period of the first day holiday from today. The people who have been busy for a whole year can rest assured that they can sleep until the sun rises. However, no matter what the festival is, there is a place in the holy capital, which must be overcrowded.
Qinglong Street, Qiongjiang Museum!
Early in the morning, in front of the gate of the Qiongjiang Museum, a very tall figure appeared in the long line. The polished bald head was like a bronze mirror, reflecting the rising sun in all directions. At the same time, it was twice as large as the rest of the people. It gave the diners a great sense of pressure.
However, Liang Po's face under his bald head was pretty and not fierce. Therefore, the uncles and aunts around him would ask with a smile, what did the young man grow up with? How can you be so strong.
Liang Po didn't reply, just a kind smile. A moment later, Liang Po, with a bowl of soup noodles in his hand, strode to the side of the road, a large carriage that had been parked for a long time, and got into it.
Sitting cross legged in the carriage, Zhao Yu opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the soup noodles in Liang Po's hand, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva. Recently, because of the busy political affairs, he had not tasted this delicious soup noodles for a long time, so he missed it very much.
"I tell you the truth. I've eaten so many noodles and soup in Qiongjiang restaurant. Have you ever tasted anything and worked out the formula so that I can taste it in the palace."
However, after listening to Zhao's head shaking his head, most of his voice is not like eating in the world The museum's reputation is the first in the world. "
Before Liang Po's voice was over, Zhao Yu had already picked up the big bowl in front of him, swallowed the last bit of delicious and rich soup into his stomach, then sighed heavily:
"eat a bowl of human fireworks, drink a few cups of life ups and downs, break ah, this last taste is the fireworks of this world!"
"Your Majesty, if you want to eat this soup noodles every day, why don't you let the crescent moon take the whole soup?"
A not old voice sounded in the carriage, and then a thin figure in a blue shirt appeared next to Zhao Yu. After Huang Ting, a great master who had not been seen for a long time, opened his mouth, the young emperor turned his head and said softly:
"there are so many beautiful things on the vast land of China. If I had all the things in my pocket, it would be boring. If I ate them every day This soup noodles, no matter how delicious the world fireworks, will also be greasy and crooked, but uncle, on weekdays, can't shout out, why did he show up on his own initiative today? "
Huang Ting, sitting with a straight pen, has a sharp and angular face, which looks like a knife carved before. Then, Huang Ting puts away the fierce momentum of his whole body and replies:
"Your Majesty, today is Xiaonian. If you leave the palace today, you must be young to visit the elders. Therefore, I also want to go to Si Tian tower and meet my father."
"I mean it."
After that, Zhao Yu nodded. Then the broad carriage began to move forward, along Qinglong Street, toward the Sitian tower in the middle of the capital city.
Today's Qinglong Street is still full of people, but even if some time ago, people from other places in Shenjing city have already left Beijing to go home, which has not affected its prosperity at all. The queue in front of those shops is even longer.
Zhao Yu in the carriage was not wearing a royal robe, but a simple black robe with a bun wrapped in a cloud hairpin. It was like a young man traveling through the capital. Then the young emperor stretched out his hand, lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and gazed at the streets on both sides with ebony black eyes From the mixed feelings.
This is the home and country that he is fighting to protect!Suddenly, a familiar figure of Xiaowa appeared in the vision of the young emperor. It was still the thick cloth clothes full of patches, and the purple face after being blown by the wind. Then a name named Yu Pengfei appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, and then the faint emperor's voice sounded in the carriage:
"Liang Po, stop!"
In fact, at the end of the new year, the happiest people are just like those carefree children. They play in groups in the streets and alleys early in the morning. But Yu Pengfei, the little baby at this time, is not in a good situation because he and several children behind him are blocked in a corner by a group of older Royal young people.
The first youth must be of extraordinary family background, not far away hanging a group of servants like people watching.
Yu Pengfei tightly held a small wooden knife in his hand, pursed his lips, and looked angrily at the young men in royal robes. His tender voice came from his hands:
"no matter what you exchange with me, I will not give you this knife."
At the same time, some of the young people who hold up their swords and do not know how many of them who hold up their swords will not be able to answer the question Foot, look at this catapult. It can shoot birds a hundred paces away, and it's very powerful. "
After he finished speaking, the young man took out a stone directly from his arms, buckled it on the catapult, pulled it open, pointed to Yu Pengfei, and opened his mouth without good breath. However, the next breath, his hand was inexplicably loose, and the stone shot out immediately, and the boy gave a cry of surprise.
Between the electric light and flint, all the children present have not reacted, but the faces of the servants watching from afar have changed greatly. If this powerful stone hits Yu Pengfei in the front, blood splashes are inevitable.
Yu Pengfei, who was under the attack of the stone, only subconsciously raised the wooden knife for a block. However, in the interior of this ordinary wooden knife, where no one could see, suddenly the lava flowed violently.
At the same time, in the carriage not far away, the great master Huang Ting made a voice of doubt:
"eh! The smell? "
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In the course of human race, before and after the new year's day, there was a huge migration across 36 states. To go home for the Spring Festival, it was a deep-rooted obsession in every big Xia Ziming's heart. Therefore, no matter how far away they were, the foreigners would rush home for reunion. At this time, the transmission stone statue tower was still in its initial stage, and it was not fully popularized. Therefore, in the late winter of the 89th year of the great summer calendar, the migration of various parts of China's vast land had already begun. After all, the area of the great summer was too wide, and even horses with good endurance needed at least 10 days to cross a state. The next day, just before dawn, a series of blue and white transmission light pillars were convenient for all parts of the holy capital to rush into the sky. Most of these light pillars were the people who attended the banquet of the White Emperor Palace last night. Therefore, they were transmitted to the rest of the big cities early this morning to reunite with their families for the new year. Among them, Yuan Bai, a scholar who just took over the position of secretary of state, and Sima Annan, who is in white, are among them. However, it is worth mentioning that beside Sima Gongzi, there is a huge backpack on his back, which is like a runaway Yu Ruier. With the rising of the sun, the whole Shenjing city gradually wakes up. However, compared with the past, today's No.1 city in the world is a little different, with less busy and compact, more leisure and prosperity. The whole summer has entered the period of the first day holiday from today. The people who have been busy for a whole year can rest assured that they can sleep until the sun rises. However, no matter what the festival is, there is a place in the holy capital, which must be overcrowded. Qinglong Street, Qiongjiang Museum! Early in the morning, in front of the gate of the Qiongjiang Museum, a very tall figure appeared in the long line. The polished bald head was like a bronze mirror, reflecting the rising sun in all directions. At the same time, it was twice as large as the rest of the people. It gave the diners a great sense of pressure. However, Liang Po's face under his bald head was pretty and not fierce. Therefore, the uncles and aunts around him would ask with a smile, what did the young man grow up with? How can you be so strong. Liang Po didn't reply, just a kind smile. A moment later, Liang Po, with a bowl of soup noodles in his hand, strode to the side of the road, a large carriage that had been parked for a long time, and got into it. Sitting cross legged in the carriage, Zhao Yu opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the soup noodles in Liang Po's hand, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva. Recently, because of the busy political affairs, he had not tasted this delicious soup noodles for a long time, so he missed it very much. "I tell you the truth. I've eaten so many noodles and soup in Qiongjiang restaurant. Have you ever tasted anything and worked out the formula so that I can taste it in the palace." However, after listening to Zhao's head shaking his head, most of his voice is not like eating in the world The museum's reputation is the first in the world. " Before Liang Po's voice was over, Zhao Yu had already picked up the big bowl in front of him, swallowed the last bit of delicious and rich soup into his stomach, then sighed heavily: "eat a bowl of human fireworks, drink a few cups of life ups and downs, break ah, this last taste is the fireworks of this world!" "Your Majesty, if you want to eat this soup noodles every day, why don't you let the crescent moon take the whole soup?" A not old voice sounded in the carriage, and then a thin figure in a blue shirt appeared next to Zhao Yu. After Huang Ting, a great master who had not been seen for a long time, opened his mouth, the young emperor turned his head and said softly: "there are so many beautiful things on the vast land of China. If I had all the things in my pocket, it would be boring. If I ate them every day This soup noodles, no matter how delicious the world fireworks, will also be greasy and crooked, but uncle, on weekdays, can't shout out, why did he show up on his own initiative today? " Huang Ting, sitting with a straight pen, has a sharp and angular face, which looks like a knife carved before. Then, Huang Ting puts away the fierce momentum of his whole body and replies: "Your Majesty, today is Xiaonian. If you leave the palace today, you must be young to visit the elders. Therefore, I also want to go to Si Tian tower and meet my father." "I mean it." After that, Zhao Yu nodded. Then the broad carriage began to move forward, along Qinglong Street, toward the Sitian tower in the middle of the capital city. Today's Qinglong Street is still full of people, but even if some time ago, people from other places in Shenjing city have already left Beijing to go home, which has not affected its prosperity at all. The queue in front of those shops is even longer. Zhao Yu in the carriage was not wearing a royal robe, but a simple black robe with a bun wrapped in a cloud hairpin. It was like a young man traveling through the capital. Then the young emperor stretched out his hand, lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and gazed at the streets on both sides with ebony black eyes From the mixed feelings. This is the home and country that he is fighting to protect!Suddenly, a familiar figure of Xiaowa appeared in the vision of the young emperor. It was still the thick cloth clothes full of patches, and the purple face after being blown by the wind. Then a name named Yu Pengfei appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, and then the faint emperor's voice sounded in the carriage: "Liang Po, stop!" In fact, at the end of the new year, the happiest people are just like those carefree children. They play in groups in the streets and alleys early in the morning. But Yu Pengfei, the little baby at this time, is not in a good situation because he and several children behind him are blocked in a corner by a group of older Royal young people. The first youth must be of extraordinary family background, not far away hanging a group of servants like people watching. Yu Pengfei tightly held a small wooden knife in his hand, pursed his lips, and looked angrily at the young men in royal robes. His tender voice came from his hands: "no matter what you exchange with me, I will not give you this knife." At the same time, some of the young people who hold up their swords and do not know how many of them who hold up their swords will not be able to answer the question Foot, look at this catapult. It can shoot birds a hundred paces away, and it's very powerful. " After he finished speaking, the young man took out a stone directly from his arms, buckled it on the catapult, pulled it open, pointed to Yu Pengfei, and opened his mouth without good breath. However, the next breath, his hand was inexplicably loose, and the stone shot out immediately, and the boy gave a cry of surprise. Between the electric light and flint, all the children present have not reacted, but the faces of the servants watching from afar have changed greatly. If this powerful stone hits Yu Pengfei in the front, blood splashes are inevitable. Yu Pengfei, who was under the attack of the stone, only subconsciously raised the wooden knife for a block. However, in the interior of this ordinary wooden knife, where no one could see, suddenly the lava flowed violently. At the same time, in the carriage not far away, the great master Huang Ting made a voice of doubt: "eh! The smell? " www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
