Everyone withdrew from the imperial study, and the posture of the Son of Heaven reclining on the dragon case was as motionless as a clay carved wooden tire, and a pair of faint old eyes that were already a little muddy narrowed so that only a thin slit remained.

"Home, Country, World...... The world, the country, the family...... My home has long been shattered, and only the world remains. A low muttering voice swirled around the imperial study. His wife, son, and grandson died more than ten years ago, and now, his favorite granddaughter is also unclear.

The family became fragmented, and angrily raised troops to seize the world, although the world was in hand, but the home that used to be peaceful and peaceful is long gone. A slightly muddy old tear fell on the red sandalwood table, splashed into a splash, scattered in all directions, and never returned.

I don't know how long it has been, I don't know when I quietly fell asleep, when the Son of Heaven opened his eyes again, it was already dusk, the Son of Heaven muttered, ** lowered his face, and tried to make himself look more energetic, so he summoned the eunuch to bring tea and wash up.

"Alas, after squinting at night, I finally felt a lot more comfortable. By the way, these days, I heard that the concubine often summons the Sun Yuan judge of the Tai Hospital? He picked up a cup of tea with just the right temperature in his mouth, rinsed his mouth, and spit it in the silver basin, then took the hot towel and began to wipe his face, while asking. 、

The eunuch couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at the Son of Heaven who was wiping his face in a daze. "Your Majesty, the slave maid didn't hear about it, which slave and maid broke his mouth in front of His Majesty, and the slave and maid went to pull him over."

"You don't know?" After the Son of Heaven finished wiping his face, he threw the towel back on the basin casually, and asked as he leaned comfortably in a different position.

The eunuch hurriedly bowed. "Your Majesty, the slave and maid have always been by your side, except for Your Majesty's affairs, other things, the slave and maid never ask......"

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"That's it, I'll just ask, by the way, I remember that the Sun Yuan's sentence is now more than seventy and almost eighty, right?" The Son of Heaven waved his hand disapprovingly, and after thinking about it, he asked.

"This slave maid heard that Sun Yuan sent a post a few days ago, saying that at the end of this month, there will be an 80th birthday banquet in the most famous restaurant in our capital, and the slave and maid will wait for Your Majesty, but there is no time, so I asked the little ones to hand the post back." The eunuch nodded and smiled flatteringly.

"Eighty? Long enough, seventy years old, can live to eighty, but it is a rare old birthday star. It's a good thing for you to wait for me, but it's rare to have an old birthday star to entertain you. You're going to have to get it clean, by the way, I'll write a word as your gift, how about it? The Son of Heaven stroked his gray brow and smiled.

When the eunuch heard this, he was so happy that he bowed down again. "Your Majesty, give your word to the Sun Yuan, how can this be made, it is better to give it to the slave maid, so that the slave and maid can see the handwriting of the real dragon day and night......"

The Son of Heaven couldn't help laughing out loud, pointing at the eunuch who had followed him since he was a child, and scolded with a smile. "You sycophant, in your house, in your nephew's place, there are not a hundred of my handwritings, how can there be dozens of them, and you still peep into the congratulatory gifts I wrote to you?"

"Your Majesty, you are a rare calligrapher in the world. Whether it is to take a piece, take it out can be regarded as a work of history, although the slave has not read many books, but also know, like Your Majesty, you such a good word, can be described as a thousand gold is hard to find, if the slave does not ask for it with a face, how can you get Your Majesty's handwriting offering. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll write two pictures, one for you and one for you as a gift, right? You old thing......" The Son of Heaven stood up with a smile and scolded, and ran eagerly to the bookcase on the side to lay paper and ink.

"By the way, when it's time for his birthday banquet, you tell him for me, you are so old, you should go back to your hometown to take care of your old age, don't toss this old bone to spoil......" The Son of Heaven wrote while holding a pen, without raising his head.

The eunuch's brows jumped slightly, and the smile on his face became more and more humble. "Your Majesty rest assured, the slave and maid will definitely bring your words, and I think that the Sun Yuan Judge is also an interesting person, and I will definitely be grateful to Your Majesty for your vast imperial grace."

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"Don't you feel that your life is too empty and monotonous?" Duan Shaojun looked at the Qihu barbarian who was drunk in front of him, and rolled his eyes helplessly, for these nomadic men, they are playing with their mother-in-law in bed in winter, or they are drinking a little wine with red eyes and shirtless and banging with men in the snow...... Well, the latter kind of snap is only wrestling, and I want to go to the wall crookedly.

Just a few days ago, a commander and another commander had too much to wrestle, and the loser was so angry that he drew his sword and severely injured the proud winner.

The wounded commander's subordinates suddenly drew their swords and went up to blood, and as a result, by the time Tukun led the troops to suppress it, more than a dozen people had died, which made Tukun very speechless, in addition to chopping up the troublesome lady Qian, he punished dozens of people.

However, such brutal methods did not have much effect, and every year, there were several such large-scale bloody conflicts, and this was only in the king's tent. This made Duan Shaojun suddenly realize that this was all a troublemaker who was so idle that he was idle.

Think about it, in the land of Saibei, once it's winter, you have to carry a small hammer to pee, who the hell wants to go out. And these Qihu barbarians have almost no entertainment activities, which is really speechless, at least Duan Dagongzi feels very bored, bragging and farting with people all day long, drinking and eating meat, such a leisurely life is also very tiring for a long time, at least Duan someone feels that this kind of unchanged nightlife is really boring.

"Monotonous?" Next to him, a captain heroically drained a glass of milk wine, wiped the wine stains on his beard on the side of his mouth and grinned: "Brother, do you think we don't feel monotonous?" But what about monotony? In this icy and snowy place, where can you go to have fun? ”

"Yes, this is not Yanyu Jiangnan, you can enjoy the scenery by the railing, what you can see when you open the curtain, it's all snow or snow. Listening to songs and dancing, what can be the meaning of soft tunes? The other Qihu barbarian next to him also had a look of disdain and jealousy.

"You don't want to have some fun?" Duan Shaojun was very angry when he saw this vote, and the barbarians who were drinking all the time were very black-lined. "What's so hard about discovering some entertainment?"

"Digging? Looking for fun? Duan Gongzi, you don't think we have thought about it, but the question is, what kind of fun can we have that allows us to pass the time. The captain who was the first to answer Duan Shaojun's question grinned, pointed at Duan Shaojun and said, "If you play chess with our prince, it will be a pastime, but we people don't understand those things, too calculating, and too elegant, what can it mean, it's better to drink and wrestle, brothers say yes?" ”

These words immediately attracted a vote of brutes to respond, one by two grinning, like a group of savages waiting to be cleared.

Duan Shaojun shook his head, looking very bored, and was about to get up to say goodbye, but he didn't want to be pulled by an old barbarian with slightly gray hair and still a strong martial arts. "Duan Gongzi, do you have any ideas, please speak up, so that we can survive such a boring winter."

"What the old master said is that if Duan Gongzi has a way, he will talk about it quickly." Another barbarian next to him made a big drink, uh, and said with a deep face.

"Needless to say?" Duan Shaojun rolled his eyes and raised his chin to a corner.

Everyone looked over, and they saw a few barbarians lewdly huddled in a corner and gambling with cow bone dice.

"Who wouldn't know this? But it won't take long to make people bored. Throwing those bone dice all day long, it's really boring. The captain glanced at Duan Shaojun with disdain, and said with disdain.

"You guys here, people like you, just playing like this?" Duan Shaojun looked at these Qihu barbarians, although they were barbarians, they were all at the level of officials and nobles, and they would only play with dice so stupidly?

"Of course, otherwise how do you think you should gamble?" Another barbarian general with only muscle fibers in his head said. (..)