The snow in the third year of Zhongping came quickly and quickly, and the people of Liaodong had not yet changed into thicker winter clothes, and after just half a month of cold wind, heavy snow fell like goose feathers in an instant, covering the road overnight.

The first to be paralyzed is the Wenxian water village, the winter snow has arrived, according to the past experience, even the coast will be frozen in more than a month, even if the ship only travels between Wenxian and Jixian is impossible, the frozen ice will block the sea route back to the port. At this point, all the fleets that transported grain, grass and ordnance to Jixian County docked in Wenxian County, and the experienced boatmen and sailors pulled the warships to the shore with cables, dismantled the masts and buckled them upside down on the beach. Covered with snow, nearly 200 warships, large and small, looked like huge graves, looking like a nameless cemetery from a distance.

The county government of Youdong counties also lost the ability to connect counties and townships around the country, the roads could not be dredged in the days of heavy snowfall, the last unlucky ghost who was sent to Jixian County to deliver the message before the arrival of the winter snow only went to Liaoxi, and the heavy snow at night collapsed the stable of the pavilion at night, and the last letter that the Youdong counties wanted to send to Jixian County in the third year of the early peace could not go through the whole journey.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

With the heavy snow in the eastern part of Youzhou, the entire north will be plunged into an even more unbearable midwinter, and God is so fair that it will treat everyone equally. This winter the snow is so heavy that many people in the world will die because of it, but luckily at least no one will die because of the war.

Even the toughest samurai could not fight the enemy in such weather.

From top to bottom, people are free. Taishou was unable to convey his decree to the prefectural ordinance, and the prefectural ordinance was also unable to govern the township, and the people seemed to return to their primeval nature with the heavy snow in the winter moon, asking for more blessings for themselves.

What needs to be done before the winter comes, they have all been successfully achieved, even if an innocuous letter does not reach Jixian County. Youzhou now has the best generals and strategists in the north, even if there are unimaginable emergencies, Yanbei believes that even if there is no him, the shepherd of a state, to sit in Jixian, they can handle the state's government affairs and border affairs well.

He couldn't be more clear about what the martial arts and literati under his subordinates were, not to mention the recent news that Gongsun Chan was trapped by Yuan Shao in the west of Bohai County, even if Gongsun Chan led his troops to the north at this time, it was enough for him to return with Gao Ran and Lu Yi, not to mention that it was only the Zhongshan Xiangwangmen who was not famous among Gongsun Zhan's subordinates.

Although a thick layer of snow-like snow fell in the courtyard of the house, Yanbei still paced between the courtyards, walking around the pavilion one after another. Zhen Jiang often screamed in pain from the house, and he couldn't breathe. The entire Yan Mansion was in a panic because of this, and people ran in and out, before and after, so lively.

His child is about to be born!

This feeling of blood connection in the dark made Yan Bei tremble from the bottom of his heart. In the past few years, he started in Liaodong, participated in two rebellions in the Boji world, and fought and killed countless enemies in the south and north, but Yanbei's heart has never been as quiet as at this moment, and he is always like an outlaw walking on the road, living for the sake of living, and growing for the sake of strength.

But at the moment, there is no one who knows better than him what he wants to do.

Soon, he will be able to have no worries, and everything he has will be inherited.

There were people in the Yan family who looked even more anxious than him, and Liaodong was too guarded by Yan Dong wherever he walked from here, mixed with shouts and shouts of scolding the servants in the house. "Wash the hot water and send it, don't spill it safely! What are you doing in a daze, get moving, get moving! ”

It made the frustration of the people who came over feel funny, these two Yan clans, no matter how they usually look dignified, they still can't help but show timidity at this time.

"The lord doesn't need to be anxious, the time of need is still long, it is better to meditate for a while." If Yanbei is like this from now on, I am afraid that he will already fall asleep tired when the child is born, so he said: "Why don't you go to the temple and worship your ancestors?" ”

Yanbei's footsteps stopped, and sacrificing ancestors at this time was obviously something Yanbei didn't expect. But he was only stunned for a moment, and then nodded like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and hurriedly said: "Yes, I'll go to Zongmiao, I'll go to Zongmiao!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Bei put on a fox fur and ran towards the outside of the house. Fu Zhi shook his head slightly, looked at the armored fierce man sitting like a wintering bear at the bottom of the mansion, and said, "Dian Sima, take care of the prince." ”

Dian Wei got up without saying a word, his huge body in his armor was tucked into a wide black robe, and followed Yan Bei out of the mansion.

The horses galloped away from the Yan Mansion outside Xiangping City like a gust of wind, and the squeaking sound of the horses' hooves on the thick snow was reassuring. Separated by only a few miles, you can see the most imposing Yan five temples outside Xiangping City from a distance, and the five magnificent ancestral temples arranged in the shape of a product are dedicated to all the ancestors of the Yan family for three generations, but in fact, they ...... The only real Yan clan in it is his father and brother.

In the past, when it was originally built, it was only three temples, but as the news of Yanbei's feudal marquis spread in Youzhou, Yandong added two temples on the basis of the three temples, which became today's magnificent building complex.

Under the eaves, the samurai with their bodies wrapped in robes with their helmets and armor buckled their swords and bowed their heads, they were all real Yan warriors. The most loyal samurai gave up their surnames to show their loyalty to the Tsubame, and when they died, they were likewise enshrined in this sprawling complex for posterity to reveal.

Yanbei pushed open the temple door and stepped on the narrow and deep corridor, and the whale oil lamps slowly lit up with the temple door, illuminating the mysterious and gloomy lobby behind the hundred-step corridor.

There was no smoke in front of the two tablets, as if their owners were watching the clansmen who entered the temple in the gloomy smoke. Kneeling down in the moment, the most restless heart stops beating and becomes quiet, and one day, he will also be enshrined here, giving his descendants with ethereal power.

He finally understood why people believed in ghosts...... Not because they possess extraordinary powers, but because they bring more sustenance to the living.

Some traditions may be useless, but they should not be forgotten because they are useless.

It should not be forgotten, whether from the point of view of the living or the dead.

I don't know how long it has been, but the sound of thick and firm footsteps came from the deep corridor, from far and near. Yan Bei didn't look back, kneeling in the empty temple with his head bowed slightly. He heard Dian Wei kneeling behind him, bowed slowly three times, bowed his head and said, "Prince, mother and son are safe." ”

Yan Bei's head lowered even more humblely, let out a long breath, got up, and bowed his head lightly to Dian Wei.

"Whew, great goodness!"