Chapter Seventy-Seven: Wind and Snow Send Chicken Soup
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Standing in the wind and snow for a long time, I heard the sound of horses' hooves. Gotta get it...... Running fast. Even the deck of the bridge trembled, and snowflakes fell from the pavilion.
Just thinking that another team of knights came to escort him, he saw a member of the generals wrapped in red and black and wearing a dark cloud-winged helmet, and he was holding a horsewhip, so he rushed over.
The horsemanship is excellent, and when he approached, he pulled the reins with one hand, and the divine horse under his crotch immediately raised his hooves and stood up. The horse's hooves fluttered twice, and in the wind and snow, it showed even more warrior spirit.
Boom!
The large horse's hooves slammed into the road hard, and the crisp sound of the horseshoe shocked Wenchen's heart.
The valiant knight turned his horse's head, turned around, rode his horse and walked a few steps, and asked loudly, "Hongshen has not yet arrived?" ā
"Back to Your Majesty, Zou Guo ......"
"Dun'er!"
Syllable!
The horsewhip whipped fiercely in the air, and the divine horse ran wildly, and disappeared in the wind and snow.
Before everyone could react, a team of "flying horses" behind the emperor quickly followed, and the roar was like a torrent of peach blossoms, and the entire heavy and lifeless wind and snow day washed away was suddenly energetic.
Even the elephant, which originally looked like his body had been hollowed out, hurriedly took three steps and two steps at this moment, and climbed into the carriage. It's just that as soon as he got in the car, he was caught by Zhang De: "Big brother, my night flying lightning is also here." ā
Zhang De rode the black wind and whistled, and the night flying lightning snorted, Zhang Daxiang was stunned for a moment, and then got on the horse. If you don't know how to ride a horse, it's too embarrassing.
Then Zhang De turned around and helped Qin Qiong: "Uncle, get in the car, this car is softer." ā
"You can't ride a horse."
Qin Qiong nodded a little ashamedly, and then got into the carriage.
The children of the Zhang family were all on the horse, and Zhang De and Zhang Elephant walked side by side. Behind him, the armor soldiers guarded the convoy of important ministers on the left and right. Although Xungui said that he was not wearing armor, he also wore a sword at his waist, and his horse was majestic.
In Zhongshuling's carriage, the warm heat flow made Wen Yanbo let out a long breath, hot and cold, which made his mind constantly stir.
"Zhang Gongjin is menacing."
Wen Dalin felt something, looked at the wind and snow outside the window through the glass window, and remembered his own emperor, and suddenly frowned slightly.
The difference between the emperor and the old emperor is too great, and it is necessary to divide a special point, about the old emperor prefers to plot and plan, and at the moment, this emperor, but there are three points, which is twelve points of investment, and the most brave and diligent can not be.
Such a male lord is not a good boss for the wise strategist Wenchen.
At the same time, in the capital, because the emperor suddenly rode out of the city in person, Chunming Street had already jumped with chickens and dogs. The confused people were even more surprised, and after several inquiries, they learned that today was the return of Zou Guogong from the Dingxiang Governor's Mansion to Beijing.
In the harem, the eldest grandson Wujian was embroidering, and his daughter was holding the newly made silk thread on the side. A small loom was placed in the queen's residence, and Li Lizhi skillfully weaved the cloth side by thread, the warp and weft were staggered, and after a short time, there were inches of white silk appeared.
The mother and daughter both did things with peace of mind, and after a while, the eldest grandson Wujian put down the work in his hand, put his hands in his sleeves, and sat down and asked, "Li Niang, how is the Dongguan kiln recently?" ā
"I made some new white porcelain, which is very demanding."
She also stopped her buddy and sat there quietly, waiting for her mother to ask.
"Hmm." Empress Eldest Sun nodded slightly, "Zhang De will be appointed as the Ministry of Industry in the coming year, and the number of meetings with him will be more." ā
"Ah Niang ......"
Li Li's face was entangled, a little crimson, but more tangled.
"It's not the same time it used to be."
Empress Eldest Sun, who had a straight face, said a sentence and paused, "Yu said this a year ago, and I also said it two years ago, but Yu still has to say that this time is different from the past." ā
After that, the eldest grandson Wujian who slowly stood up walked slowly, this is under the dragon's head, condescending, even through the palace wall, you can see the high-rise buildings of the Fang City outside. The pagoda stands in the square, and the Taoist temple is full of fireworks. However, no matter how prosperous your god and Buddha incense is, it can only be at the feet of the Son of Heaven.
"Li Niang, it wasn't Zhang Gongjin who greeted you when you went out of the city."
Empress Changsun stretched out a white finger, the nail cover was coated with red nail polish, and the fingertip scratched the glass behind the window.
"Aya regards Zou Guogong as a brother and sister, and going out of the city to greet him is a good story of a monarch and a minister......" Li Lizhi said in a low voice, and he didn't know if it was counted.
However, Empress Changsun smiled: "In this world, there are no good stories of monarchs and ministers." ā
"But ......"
"Zhang De entered Beijing at the age of ten, and in the past eight years, the novelties of Chang'an have been tied to him." Empress Changsun said this fact very calmly, "At that time, Confucianism was not only a craftsman but a layman. But then ......"
After a pause, Empress Eldest Sun picked up a bone china vase ornament: "It's really unheard of that even a handsome person like Ran Rencai is eager to intersect." ā
"Auntie."
"You, Aye, want to show grace to Zhang Gongjin."
Empress Eldest Sun smiled, stretched out her hand and rubbed her daughter's beautiful face, "Liniang belongs to Zhang De, and she knows it." ā
Li Lizhi's eyes flashed, his lips opened, but he didn't say anything.
"Let's see."
Empress Eldest Sun was still smiling indifferently, as light as ever.
And for Zhang De, it was bad enough for Emperor Li to go out of the city to greet him. As a result, a drama of "the Holy Monarch Welcomes the Virtuous Ministers in the Wind and Snow" was also staged, which made Lao Zhang feel uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.
"It's a dog."
Zhang De was sour at all, and he could know with chrysanthemums that Li Shimin had started selling the Tang version of high-quality chicken soup again. But the broad masses of the people eat this set, not to mention the people who are onlookers, even the people who eat melons who don't know the truth, and they also praise each other.
On a snowy day, the wind is still so strong, like a knife on the face. The boss greeted him personally, and the Rolls-Royce didn't sit, so he rode an electric donkey to wait in the snow.
Don't talk about God, even Haotian God was moved to cry.
In the state of Uncle Zhang being hung up and beaten by the princess's wife, coupled with the fact that the boss treated him so kindly, Lao Zhang can fully imagine how passive the Zhang family will be in the face of the royal family next.
At this point, you have to say that Uncle Zhang, who fell to the scum, is not His Majesty the Emperor's intimate little padded jacket, who believes it.
I don't know if there are still people who don't know the truth who eat melons and think that Uncle Zhang is relying on his handsomeness to seduce the emperor......
Lao Zhang sighed with emotion: The foundation of Zhang's fortune is Uncle Zhang, who fell to the scum, but the biggest loophole is also.
looked at Zhang Daxiang, who was already excited, Zhang Dasu and Zhang Da'an, who were already incoherent and flushed, Lao Zhang was very congested, not afraid of pretending to be an opponent, but only afraid of mentally retarded teammates.
retarded. (To be continued.) )