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Hu Lingjun laughed, approached Zheng Chengyong and said: "This is not the other day I went to Dagaoguan to pray for the blessing of the country, and the place where your little aunt is in the picture is also named, called Jinsedi." It is said that the husband and wife who live there can be together for a hundred years. ”

Zheng Chengyong also laughed, and said disapprerovitically: "Hehe, this house can be good for a hundred years, then let's all move there." ”

When Hu Lingjun heard him say this, he shook his head and sighed: "As long as Princess An Xu agrees, even if you go and live well, where can I have anyone who can be together for a hundred years?" If you find someone randomly, argue and quarrel every day, and act like an enemy, this hundred years of good togetherness will become a curse. ”

Zheng Chengyong laughed, patted Hu Lingjun on the shoulder and said, "Mr. is really good at laughing." I won't go to Qingping Division, you help me to tell Zheng Yu, I will show Your Majesty again tomorrow, I believe that Your Majesty will give him that piece of land that has been in harmony for a hundred years. ”

After another half a moon, when Wanquan Mountain was shrouded in a piece of silver, Li Yuexu could finally review the folds. His spirit was not good, first he happily watched Hu Lingjun make up a small drama of the stories they made up along the way to the big and high view, and he had already regarded the "Jinse land" as a place where Zheng Yu and Zheng Yujuan "had a hundred years of good cooperation", and Zheng Chengyong deliberately did not mention how big that land was when he played the report. Li Yuexu approved Zheng Chengyong's recital, the weather was cold, and his old problem was made again, so he went back early to rest.

Zheng Yu finally got the land here, it is not easy to break the ground in winter, let people enclose the land first, Xu Jie began to run the procedures at the entrance of each ya, because of Zheng Chengyong's greeting, everything went well.

Shi Wen'er heard that Zheng Yu's land had been obtained, and quietly instructed Dou Bingwen to start looking for a suitable person, give a lot of money, enter the gap between the cliffs adjacent to Wanquan Mountain Jinsedi, and secretly dig the passage between Jinsedi and Luoyang City.

The snow is falling, and Wanquan Mountain is white, and the pine and cypress trees that are evergreen in winter and summer are full of fluffy and heavy snowballs. The official road leading into the mountains from the west was covered with heavy snow, and all the villages along the way closed their doors to avoid the cold at home.

But on such a day, Wanquan Mountain welcomed two people wearing white cloaks and felt hats, and the two were looking for something on the snow-covered cliffs. Finally, I heard one of them shouting happily: "Brother Dou! Got it! "It's Shi Wen'er.

Shi Wen'er and Dou Bingwen peeled off the thick snow, and a narrow stone crack was exposed, allowing only one person to barely pass. The two of them looked inside the crack in the stone for a while, and then came out of the crack in the stone, and touched a tree outside, and suddenly the thick snow fell from the tree, and smashed on the hat on their heads and shoulders. The cold wind blew on the faces of the two like knives. The wind swirled among the trees in the mountains, and the snowflakes were blown everywhere, and everywhere they were white, and the ears were filled with the mournful sound of the wind "whimpering".

The murmuring water and chirping birds of the past seem to be buried in this heavy snowfall. The old stone arch bridge is faintly visible, but it also seems to have become a small snow bag on the snowdrift, and if you don't look closely, you can't see that there is a bridge there, and there is a river under the bridge. Of course, it's okay to see it, and it's okay to fall, the surface of the river has been frozen and hardened.

Dou Bingwen said with a smile: "Now that the snow is closing the mountain and the empty mountain is quiet, it is a good time for us to start construction!" Just, what do you do with the cleared stones? ”

Shi Wen'er smiled and said, "Where is there anything that can't be used?" We can't just take care of this end, opposite Luoyang City, it is also a good place to go. ”

As he spoke, leading Dou Bingwen, the two of them held torches, one after the other, carefully bypassing those sharp stones like fangs, this is a naturally formed mountain cliff crack, the crack is only allowed to pass through one person, and the walls of the crack are full of sharp stones with interlaced and sharp canine teeth, which are naturally formed at a glance. About half an hour later, there was a bright light in front of him, and Dou Bingwen knew that this was the side of Luoyang City on this cliff.

It's just that because the middle side of the city is low, this exit is halfway up the mountain. Of course, this is not difficult for Dou Bingwen and Shi Wen'er, the two climbed the tree on the cliff and jumped off the cliff.

Wanquan Mountain on this side of Luoyang is still a dense forest, with towering trees, mainly pines and cypresses, and now it is also white. The terrain is low in the north and high in the south, and their foothold is a gentle depression, which slowly rises along the hillside to the south.

Shi Wen'er didn't speak, and led Dou Bingwen all the way south, the snow under his feet was very thick, almost knee-long. The two walked on the snow, making a "squeak, squeak" sound, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear." The sound of "squeak, squeak" became even more lonely in the cold wind with only whimpering.

In the blink of an eye, the two walked up to the south of the heights, where there was a lot less snow, Shi Wen'er turned east, only to see that the snow on the road was getting less and less, until there was no snow at all. Standing on it, people seem to be much warmer under their feet.

"There's a hot spring down here," Shi Wen'er said with a smile, "I already have enough reasons to build a villa here." ”

Dou Bingwen understood, and said with a smile: "Yes, you are now a famous and surnamed imperial merchant in the capital, and you want to be a dignitary here, who doesn't have a villa in this mountain?" There are hot springs here, which is a good place to build a villa. ”

Shi Wen'er raised her head, looked at the pieces of goose feather snow falling from the sky, and muttered: "Yes, if someone wants to say that the sky is destroyed by Zhu Liang now, who will believe it?" God never forgot us! ”

Dou Bingwen held Shi Wen'er's hand tightly.

The area around Hanhao Street in the south of Luoyang City is a famous slum in Luoyang City. Chen Agui, who lives in Ngee On Fang in the east of the street and makes a living by helping people build houses and doing part-time jobs, listens to the north wind outside in his leaky thatched hut at night, and watches the snowflakes leak into the house from the broken roof and fall on the kang where he has no trace of heat.

He had no choice but to roll the only broken quilt in the house on that bed, roll it into a ball, shrink in the corner of the kang and shiver, cursing to God, suddenly, with a "boom", half of the thatched hut collapsed in the wind and snow. Chen Agui wants to cry without tears, this kind of heavenly family will not build a house, he can't make money, he can't afford to buy food. This year's harvest in the fields is not good, the price of grain is extremely high, and it seems that the snow will not stop tomorrow, and there is still no money. Now that the house has collapsed again, if it continues like this, it will really freeze and starve to death.