Chapter 908
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In summer, the cold spring in Bingzhou is still as before. The cold wind blowing from the Western twisting state, even with a large number of piercing snow, blows and shakes Bingzhou endlessly and grows into a piece of pine forest.
At the junction of Bingzhou and xiyaozhou, the early morning sun shines on the cliffs, which seem to be coated with a layer of gold foil. From afar, you can see the winding cliffs above the cliffs.
In the past, the only road between the Yaoyao state and the outside world was the only one, which was the first dangerous road in summer. But now, it is only in a short time from the Yaoyao state to the Shenjing city thousands of miles away, so the number of people on this twisting waist road is even rarer.
In yaxia Town, Bingzhou, it's cold in early spring, when the sun is just rising, most of the family are still sleeping. Then, in a house in yaxia Town, a woman's roaring voice rings through the sky:
"you little bunny, when I was celebrating last night, you secretly drank wine while I was not paying attention I must skin you
The voice of the scolding was a crackling sound of skin slapping, accompanied by the boy's continuous whoop, which showed the woman's anger. But the angry woman didn't intend to stop. Then she pointed the spearhead at her husband who was drunk yesterday, and continued to yell:
"and you, let's have a good look Son, good guy, just drink it. It's useless! "
"It wasn't a great victory for the imperial court yesterday. The big guys were happy, and let me drink freely. That's what you said."
The woman's husband, a very simple man, had just lightly opened his mouth to refute a sentence, and then, after being gazed at by the woman, he hemmed and hawed and swallowed the next defense directly back into his stomach.
In the morning, the quiet and peaceful yaxia Town, under the woman's voice, suddenly woke up completely and began to glow with a trace of vitality.
Then, in the courtyard of the only Inn in the town, his face was round and round. Recently, some fat shopkeeper Mo stood in front of the newly rebuilt Inn gate for a long time. Then he turned around and took a look at his daughter Nan Nan Nan, who was standing behind him in a pink cotton padded jacket, like a porcelain doll.
Under the gaze of her father, the little girl thought she had made something wrong. Then she shook her head like a rattle drum and said in a hurry:
"Daddy, Nannan was very good last night, but Nannan didn't drink secretly. Don't talk about Nannan!"
As soon as he said this, manager Mo's round face suddenly burst into a smile. He reached out his right hand and touched his daughter's head. He said in a soft voice:
"my daughter is so good, how can my father be willing to talk about you?"
After manager Mo finished speaking, as if he had made up his mind, he took his daughter's hand, pushed the door open, and walked into the street of yaxia town filled with light fog, and slowly walked towards the periphery of the town.
After a while, the figure of the father and daughter, the first and the youngest, came out of the fog. Then, a pine yard was seen outside the town. In the yard, a smoke curled up. It must be that someone was making breakfast. Outside the yard, a large vegetable field was opened up. At the same time, there were three people accompanying the vegetable field The rising sun works.
One was a middle-aged man in a black coarse cloth robe. Although he was plowing with a hoe, his face was calm and his every move revealed a very elegant atmosphere. Beside the middle-aged man, there was also a young man who was helping. He was wearing a simple white Confucian fir. Although the earth in the field was splashed on the corner of his clothes, the earth he picked up was splashed on the corner of his clothes It's a young man who doesn't care. He is ordinary, but his white face is full of seriousness, and every action is meticulous.
Then the middle-aged man stood up slightly and slowly opened his mouth to the side:
"Yaya, how many dishes have you picked? Is that enough for today's cooking
After the man's gentle voice dropped, a little girl who was squatting in the field on the other side raised her head and said in a loud voice:
"Sir, I don't know if it's enough for ya ya to pick ten plants?"
"That's enough. If you pick too much in one breath, there won't be enough to eat in the future."
After the middle-aged man finished, he showed a smile, and then he bent down to hoe again. Then he heard the young Confucian scholar say:
"Mr. you is a good drinker. Last night during the celebration, I saw with my own eyes that you put almost all the adult men in yaxia town. I didn't expect to work like nobody else this morning."
"It's a good wine capacity I've developed before when I was an official in the capital city. You know, our people have a strong wine culture. If you stay in the Ministry of rites for more than 20 years, the amount of wine you can drink can almost knock down the whole town."
You Tingjian, the former Minister of rites, did not raise his head, but his voice was faint. Then he seemed to think of something and continued to say:
"but I remember a man came to the Daxia school palace a few days ago. It should be to ask you to go back to take part in the imperial examination
When you Tingjian asked, Xin Hao, one of the outstanding scholars in the school, hesitated for a few minutes, nodded, and then answered:"I'm hesitant, so I'm still thinking."
"Everyone has his own ambition, and the key is from his heart. However, with me at the school in yaxia Town, you don't have to worry too much. If you have anything, you can do it boldly while you are young."
After saying this, you Tingjian gently turns around and looks at manager Mo, who is holding her daughter's hand. After a smile, he opens his mouth and asks:
"this morning, shopkeeper Mo came to look for me. Is there something important
"Mr. you is so sure of everything."
There was a kind smile on the round face of manager Mo, and he didn't care about it. He said directly:
"it's said that Mr. you came from the capital city. To be honest, my wife and daughter have always had a dream to visit the capital city. However, we are too far away from Yanxia Town, and we can't find the scroll for transmission, So I'll ask you if you can help me
After manager Mo finished speaking, he groped for a tightly wrapped object wrapped in cloth from his arms. After opening it, he continued to say:
"naturally, Mr. Mo will not waste money. I don't know whether it is feasible to exchange it with this one?"
Manager Mo's voice dropped. You Tingjian looked up and saw a touch of silver light in his eyes. His face suddenly changed slightly. He raised his feet and said, "this is Xuantian charcoal, and it's a special gift of the royal family of the White Emperor Palace. Shopkeeper Mo, it's unusual that this thing appears in your hand."
"This, this, this is given by a noble man some days ago."
Hearing you Tingjian's solemn voice, shopkeeper Mo was a little flustered. He stammered and explained with a bitter face. Then a Confucian scholar, Xin Hao, put away his hoe and walked in slowly. He patted the shopkeeper Mo on the shoulder, and his voice came out faintly:
"you have no problem with the origin of Xuantian charcoal. You'd better put it away. It's worth a while if you want to sell it If you want to go to the capital, follow me. "
As soon as he said this, you Tingjian stroked his beard on his chest and asked in a loud voice:
"it's decided?"
"it's decided!"
"It may be hard to go back."
"It's hard to go back, but you should take good care of Ya Ya."
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In summer, the cold spring in Bingzhou is still as before. The cold wind blowing from the Western twisting state, even with a large number of piercing snow, blows and shakes Bingzhou endlessly and grows into a piece of pine forest.
At the junction of Bingzhou and xiyaozhou, the early morning sun shines on the cliffs, which seem to be coated with a layer of gold foil. From afar, you can see the winding cliffs above the cliffs.
In the past, the only road between the Yaoyao state and the outside world was the only one, which was the first dangerous road in summer. But now, it is only in a short time from the Yaoyao state to the Shenjing city thousands of miles away, so the number of people on this twisting waist road is even rarer.
In yaxia Town, Bingzhou, it's cold in early spring, when the sun is just rising, most of the family are still sleeping. Then, in a house in yaxia Town, a woman's roaring voice rings through the sky:
"you little bunny, when I was celebrating last night, you secretly drank wine while I was not paying attention I must skin you
The voice of the scolding was a crackling sound of skin slapping, accompanied by the boy's continuous whoop, which showed the woman's anger. But the angry woman didn't intend to stop. Then she pointed the spearhead at her husband who was drunk yesterday, and continued to yell:
"and you, let's have a good look Son, good guy, just drink it. It's useless! "
"It wasn't a great victory for the imperial court yesterday. The big guys were happy, and let me drink freely. That's what you said."
The woman's husband, a very simple man, had just lightly opened his mouth to refute a sentence, and then, after being gazed at by the woman, he hemmed and hawed and swallowed the next defense directly back into his stomach.
In the morning, the quiet and peaceful yaxia Town, under the woman's voice, suddenly woke up completely and began to glow with a trace of vitality.
Then, in the courtyard of the only Inn in the town, his face was round and round. Recently, some fat shopkeeper Mo stood in front of the newly rebuilt Inn gate for a long time. Then he turned around and took a look at his daughter Nan Nan Nan, who was standing behind him in a pink cotton padded jacket, like a porcelain doll.
Under the gaze of her father, the little girl thought she had made something wrong. Then she shook her head like a rattle drum and said in a hurry:
"Daddy, Nannan was very good last night, but Nannan didn't drink secretly. Don't talk about Nannan!"
As soon as he said this, manager Mo's round face suddenly burst into a smile. He reached out his right hand and touched his daughter's head. He said in a soft voice:
"my daughter is so good, how can my father be willing to talk about you?"
After manager Mo finished speaking, as if he had made up his mind, he took his daughter's hand, pushed the door open, and walked into the street of yaxia town filled with light fog, and slowly walked towards the periphery of the town.
After a while, the figure of the father and daughter, the first and the youngest, came out of the fog. Then, a pine yard was seen outside the town. In the yard, a smoke curled up. It must be that someone was making breakfast. Outside the yard, a large vegetable field was opened up. At the same time, there were three people accompanying the vegetable field The rising sun works.
One was a middle-aged man in a black coarse cloth robe. Although he was plowing with a hoe, his face was calm and his every move revealed a very elegant atmosphere. Beside the middle-aged man, there was also a young man who was helping. He was wearing a simple white Confucian fir. Although the earth in the field was splashed on the corner of his clothes, the earth he picked up was splashed on the corner of his clothes It's a young man who doesn't care. He is ordinary, but his white face is full of seriousness, and every action is meticulous.
Then the middle-aged man stood up slightly and slowly opened his mouth to the side:
"Yaya, how many dishes have you picked? Is that enough for today's cooking
After the man's gentle voice dropped, a little girl who was squatting in the field on the other side raised her head and said in a loud voice:
"Sir, I don't know if it's enough for ya ya to pick ten plants?"
"That's enough. If you pick too much in one breath, there won't be enough to eat in the future."
After the middle-aged man finished, he showed a smile, and then he bent down to hoe again. Then he heard the young Confucian scholar say:
"Mr. you is a good drinker. Last night during the celebration, I saw with my own eyes that you put almost all the adult men in yaxia town. I didn't expect to work like nobody else this morning."
"It's a good wine capacity I've developed before when I was an official in the capital city. You know, our people have a strong wine culture. If you stay in the Ministry of rites for more than 20 years, the amount of wine you can drink can almost knock down the whole town."
You Tingjian, the former Minister of rites, did not raise his head, but his voice was faint. Then he seemed to think of something and continued to say:
"but I remember a man came to the Daxia school palace a few days ago. It should be to ask you to go back to take part in the imperial examination
When you Tingjian asked, Xin Hao, one of the outstanding scholars in the school, hesitated for a few minutes, nodded, and then answered:"I'm hesitant, so I'm still thinking."
"Everyone has his own ambition, and the key is from his heart. However, with me at the school in yaxia Town, you don't have to worry too much. If you have anything, you can do it boldly while you are young."
After saying this, you Tingjian gently turns around and looks at manager Mo, who is holding her daughter's hand. After a smile, he opens his mouth and asks:
"this morning, shopkeeper Mo came to look for me. Is there something important
"Mr. you is so sure of everything."
There was a kind smile on the round face of manager Mo, and he didn't care about it. He said directly:
"it's said that Mr. you came from the capital city. To be honest, my wife and daughter have always had a dream to visit the capital city. However, we are too far away from Yanxia Town, and we can't find the scroll for transmission, So I'll ask you if you can help me
After manager Mo finished speaking, he groped for a tightly wrapped object wrapped in cloth from his arms. After opening it, he continued to say:
"naturally, Mr. Mo will not waste money. I don't know whether it is feasible to exchange it with this one?"
Manager Mo's voice dropped. You Tingjian looked up and saw a touch of silver light in his eyes. His face suddenly changed slightly. He raised his feet and said, "this is Xuantian charcoal, and it's a special gift of the royal family of the White Emperor Palace. Shopkeeper Mo, it's unusual that this thing appears in your hand."
"This, this, this is given by a noble man some days ago."
Hearing you Tingjian's solemn voice, shopkeeper Mo was a little flustered. He stammered and explained with a bitter face. Then a Confucian scholar, Xin Hao, put away his hoe and walked in slowly. He patted the shopkeeper Mo on the shoulder, and his voice came out faintly:
"you have no problem with the origin of Xuantian charcoal. You'd better put it away. It's worth a while if you want to sell it If you want to go to the capital, follow me. "
As soon as he said this, you Tingjian stroked his beard on his chest and asked in a loud voice:
"it's decided?"
"it's decided!"
"It may be hard to go back."
"It's hard to go back, but you should take good care of Ya Ya."
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In summer, the cold spring in Bingzhou is still as before. The cold wind blowing from the Western twisting state, even with a large number of piercing snow, blows and shakes Bingzhou endlessly and grows into a piece of pine forest. At the junction of Bingzhou and xiyaozhou, the early morning sun shines on the cliffs, which seem to be coated with a layer of gold foil. From afar, you can see the winding cliffs above the cliffs. In the past, the only road between the Yaoyao state and the outside world was the only one, which was the first dangerous road in summer. But now, it is only in a short time from the Yaoyao state to the Shenjing city thousands of miles away, so the number of people on this twisting waist road is even rarer. In yaxia Town, Bingzhou, it's cold in early spring, when the sun is just rising, most of the family are still sleeping. Then, in a house in yaxia Town, a woman's roaring voice rings through the sky: "you little bunny, when I was celebrating last night, you secretly drank wine while I was not paying attention I must skin you The voice of the scolding was a crackling sound of skin slapping, accompanied by the boy's continuous whoop, which showed the woman's anger. But the angry woman didn't intend to stop. Then she pointed the spearhead at her husband who was drunk yesterday, and continued to yell: "and you, let's have a good look Son, good guy, just drink it. It's useless! " "It wasn't a great victory for the imperial court yesterday. The big guys were happy, and let me drink freely. That's what you said." The woman's husband, a very simple man, had just lightly opened his mouth to refute a sentence, and then, after being gazed at by the woman, he hemmed and hawed and swallowed the next defense directly back into his stomach. In the morning, the quiet and peaceful yaxia Town, under the woman's voice, suddenly woke up completely and began to glow with a trace of vitality. Then, in the courtyard of the only Inn in the town, his face was round and round. Recently, some fat shopkeeper Mo stood in front of the newly rebuilt Inn gate for a long time. Then he turned around and took a look at his daughter Nan Nan Nan, who was standing behind him in a pink cotton padded jacket, like a porcelain doll. Under the gaze of her father, the little girl thought she had made something wrong. Then she shook her head like a rattle drum and said in a hurry: "Daddy, Nannan was very good last night, but Nannan didn't drink secretly. Don't talk about Nannan!" As soon as he said this, manager Mo's round face suddenly burst into a smile. He reached out his right hand and touched his daughter's head. He said in a soft voice: "my daughter is so good, how can my father be willing to talk about you?" After manager Mo finished speaking, as if he had made up his mind, he took his daughter's hand, pushed the door open, and walked into the street of yaxia town filled with light fog, and slowly walked towards the periphery of the town. After a while, the figure of the father and daughter, the first and the youngest, came out of the fog. Then, a pine yard was seen outside the town. In the yard, a smoke curled up. It must be that someone was making breakfast. Outside the yard, a large vegetable field was opened up. At the same time, there were three people accompanying the vegetable field The rising sun works. One was a middle-aged man in a black coarse cloth robe. Although he was plowing with a hoe, his face was calm and his every move revealed a very elegant atmosphere. Beside the middle-aged man, there was also a young man who was helping. He was wearing a simple white Confucian fir. Although the earth in the field was splashed on the corner of his clothes, the earth he picked up was splashed on the corner of his clothes It's a young man who doesn't care. He is ordinary, but his white face is full of seriousness, and every action is meticulous. Then the middle-aged man stood up slightly and slowly opened his mouth to the side: "Yaya, how many dishes have you picked? Is that enough for today's cooking After the man's gentle voice dropped, a little girl who was squatting in the field on the other side raised her head and said in a loud voice: "Sir, I don't know if it's enough for ya ya to pick ten plants?" "That's enough. If you pick too much in one breath, there won't be enough to eat in the future." After the middle-aged man finished, he showed a smile, and then he bent down to hoe again. Then he heard the young Confucian scholar say: "Mr. you is a good drinker. Last night during the celebration, I saw with my own eyes that you put almost all the adult men in yaxia town. I didn't expect to work like nobody else this morning." "It's a good wine capacity I've developed before when I was an official in the capital city. You know, our people have a strong wine culture. If you stay in the Ministry of rites for more than 20 years, the amount of wine you can drink can almost knock down the whole town." You Tingjian, the former Minister of rites, did not raise his head, but his voice was faint. Then he seemed to think of something and continued to say: "but I remember a man came to the Daxia school palace a few days ago. It should be to ask you to go back to take part in the imperial examination When you Tingjian asked, Xin Hao, one of the outstanding scholars in the school, hesitated for a few minutes, nodded, and then answered:"I'm hesitant, so I'm still thinking." "Everyone has his own ambition, and the key is from his heart. However, with me at the school in yaxia Town, you don't have to worry too much. If you have anything, you can do it boldly while you are young." After saying this, you Tingjian gently turns around and looks at manager Mo, who is holding her daughter's hand. After a smile, he opens his mouth and asks: "this morning, shopkeeper Mo came to look for me. Is there something important "Mr. you is so sure of everything." There was a kind smile on the round face of manager Mo, and he didn't care about it. He said directly: "it's said that Mr. you came from the capital city. To be honest, my wife and daughter have always had a dream to visit the capital city. However, we are too far away from Yanxia Town, and we can't find the scroll for transmission, So I'll ask you if you can help me After manager Mo finished speaking, he groped for a tightly wrapped object wrapped in cloth from his arms. After opening it, he continued to say: "naturally, Mr. Mo will not waste money. I don't know whether it is feasible to exchange it with this one?" Manager Mo's voice dropped. You Tingjian looked up and saw a touch of silver light in his eyes. His face suddenly changed slightly. He raised his feet and said, "this is Xuantian charcoal, and it's a special gift of the royal family of the White Emperor Palace. Shopkeeper Mo, it's unusual that this thing appears in your hand." "This, this, this is given by a noble man some days ago." Hearing you Tingjian's solemn voice, shopkeeper Mo was a little flustered. He stammered and explained with a bitter face. Then a Confucian scholar, Xin Hao, put away his hoe and walked in slowly. He patted the shopkeeper Mo on the shoulder, and his voice came out faintly: "you have no problem with the origin of Xuantian charcoal. You'd better put it away. It's worth a while if you want to sell it If you want to go to the capital, follow me. " As soon as he said this, you Tingjian stroked his beard on his chest and asked in a loud voice: "it's decided?" "it's decided!" "It may be hard to go back." "It's hard to go back, but you should take good care of Ya Ya." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
