"Boss, what are we going to do now?"
"Boss, if it goes on like this, we will freeze to death, and I don't know if Yuan Shenggongzi is in the prince's mansion, and it is not a way to go on like this."
"Shut up, if you don't want to die, just wait, all the way, no trace at all, if you really let him enter Chang'an, then it's really over" "Boss, along the way, we have all walked so hard, he is a dead lame, and he has to avoid us, even if he dies on the road, it is not strange."
"Of course it's good to die, but that cripple is a man who has been on the snowy mountain for two months, so he doesn't die so easily" The old Liu sighed, since he knew that he was in trouble, he investigated it with practical intentions, and the more he investigated, the more frightened he felt.
That's why Yuan Sheng ran back to Chang'an, and he and others chased him all the way, but he had already chased Chang'an, but he didn't even catch a ghost.
Outside the city of Chang'an.
In a col not far from the city gate, the rest of the officials were hiding inside, and a few pairs of eyes were watching around.
The city gate has not been closed now, because there are still some representatives of the people from all over the country who will be together next year to pay New Year's greetings to Li Shimin, and they have not yet come to gather, and if the city gate is closed now, the New Year's greetings will be delayed early tomorrow morning.
For the sake of Li Shimin's vanity, the city gate has been open.
Weishui River, although the river surface is not frozen, but there are also some ice stubble mixed in it, ice water mixing, at this time, the water temperature of Weihe River water, is zero degrees.
On the calm water, under the cover of dusk, there was a wave, and if you look closely, there is a figure floating on the river, drifting in the direction of Chang'an City.
This person's skin is extremely pale, and at first glance, it looks like a dead person, if it were not for the eyeballs under the eyelids, and the movement from time to time, this is a dead person.
In a few moments, a huge ship crossed him, and at that moment the man opened his eyes, and the brilliance in them had dimmed to the extreme, as if a candle in the midst of a storm would be extinguished at any moment.
However, the coexistence of that bitter hatred is appalling, and it is tens of thousands of times colder than the water of the Wei River.
At the moment when the ship crossed him, he turned sharply and grabbed a piece of anchor chain that the ship was dragging in the water.
The anchor chain was made of iron, and there was a thin layer of ice on it, and at the moment when the hands fell on it, the thin ice spread, directly freezing the hands and the anchor chain together.
The ship continued to rush forward, and Chang'an City was already in sight.
On the deck, several middle-aged people who looked like officials were talking excitedly.
"Lord Lu, our batch of salt is for His Majesty and the ministers of the court to taste, but" "But what, just say it" "However, this time we have shipped so much, and we have not reported it in advance, will Your Majesty think that we are suspected of bribing the minister?"
"If you shouldn't worry about it, don't worry about it, this batch of salt is the first batch produced in Longyou, and it should have been transported back a long time ago, don't worry about anything else, just wait for the reward when the time comes."
"Lord Lu, we delayed the trip, resulting in two days late, and I don't know if Your Majesty will blame you."
"That's it, the road is blocked, it's not what you and I want, this official will go to General Lin first to see how this batch of salt is distributed" "That's right, General Lin created the method of refining table salt, and it should be so" "Yes, as it should be" Everyone echoed and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In the end, before dark, the boat stopped at the dock by the Weishui River, and a team of forbidden soldiers waited on the shore.
The soldiers of the forbidden army inspected very carefully, and to say that these officials would also be people, each soldier had an extra bag in his hand.
This is a valuable thing, although it will be handed over after going back, but with Yu Wenzhe's temper, it is estimated that it will be transferred back to them casually.
Soon, large bags of table salt were unloaded and transferred, and due to the large number of people, the process was quickly completed.
The trucks lined up in a large line, heading towards Chang'an City, and then on the last carriage, on top of a pile of salt bags, the man curled up inside, his body kept shivering, his eyes kept opening and closing, and in the end, only a gap was left.
The hands that were hugged together were still three fingers, and the bullying in the palms of the hands were torn, revealing the tender flesh glowing with blue light.
At the severed finger, no blood was flowing out at all, and the wound was completely frozen.
The boat stopped in the Weishui River, the anchor chain was thrown down, and it went deep into the water, just at the low end of the anchor chain, on which there were seven fingers and a layer of flesh, which was frozen into ice balls, clinging to the surface of the iron chain, and looked extremely terrifying.
Until they walked to the gate of Chang'an City, the sky was completely dark, these carriages entered the city gate in turn, the team of Longyou Land was the last to arrive, after entering the city gate, the gate was slammed closed, and it would not be opened before dawn the next day.
The servants in the col outside the city were still wide-eyed, scanning around, and as night fell, they began to follow towards the gate.
It wasn't until the convoy in Longyou entered Chang'an City and the city gate was closed that they breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the city gate was closed, they didn't have to stare at it like this, as long as they waited for the next day, news came out of the city.
Afterwards, a few people walked towards the wharf, where there were several inns for people to live in, that is, the inns built by the secret guard, these officials brought a lot of silver, and they could live in the inn, and no one would suffer outside on a cold night.
In the palace, on the square in front of the Taiji Palace, after Yu Wenzhe and Mo whispered the curtain, they did not leave, but casually threw the big horn in their hands under the stage.
Then, an oil-paper umbrella slowly floated down in the air and landed in Yu Wenzhe's hand.
Yu Wenzhe held the oil-paper umbrella, the oil-paper umbrella was tilted, and Mo whispered's hands were held on Yu Wenzhe's hands, and the two stared affectionately.
At the same time, the sound of the piano sounded, and beside the stage, the girls of Xunfang Pavilion sat with the musicians in the palace, their fingers like elves, and then flew on the strings.
The sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched, as if it made people in the midst of a roaring flood, and when the sound of the piano was mentioned at its highest, the sound of the piano was about to wash everything away.
This sense of interruption made people feel very uncomfortable, but the interruption was short-lived, and the sound of the piano continued to sound before everyone could break free from this awkward feeling.
At this time, the sound of the piano, as gentle as a clear spring and flowing water, flowed into everyone's hearts, soothing the uncomfortable emotions just now.
It is this contrast that attracts everyone's attention.
At the same time, Yu Wenzhe spoke, and a mellow voice full of tenderness came out under the oil-paper umbrella.
"Who whispers in your ear that love me never changes" In the previous life, with who became famous for the millennium of the White Snake, this song shows the love between Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian across the millennium.
Just the first sentence, in everyone's hearts, there was a moment when the white snake was passed on at first sight, on the broken bridge of the West Lake, Bai Suzhen lay in Xu Xian's ear and muttered to herself.
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"There is only this sentence, and there is no complaint when the intestines are broken" Mo whispered softly, followed by Yu Wenzhe's voice, Mo whispered really like Bai Suzhen, her voice carried a love for Yu Wenzhe, and there was a feeling of desperation.
The two stood under the oil-paper umbrella, as if they were about to float away, and the scene was extremely harmonious.
"The rain is heartbroken, the wind is tearful, the dream is lingering, and the love is far away" Under the stage, everyone was quiet, and even the sound of breathing subconsciously slowed down, lest they make a little noise and cause themselves not to hear such beautiful music.
"The water of West Lake, my tears, I would like to turn into a flame with you" "Wait for a thousand years, wait for a while" "I have no regrets when I wait for a thousand years" This song has been waiting for a thousand years, and when Yu Wenzhe wrote this White Snake Biography, it has been echoing in his mind, but it is only now that Yu Wenzhe has come out with this song.
Sure enough, everyone was obsessed, and only the sound of the piano remained, accompanied by singing, floating in the sky above the Taiji Hall.
At the end of the song, everyone was obsessed, and taking advantage of this opportunity, groups of props were moved to the stage.
All the assistant actors came to the stage, Yu Wenzhe and Mo Qingyu were pulled, and the performance went directly to the theme, Xu Xian was locked up in Leifeng Pagoda, and the White Lady was in front of Jinshan Temple, confronting Fahai.
As soon as Cheng Yanjin appeared, the audience was shocked, the big bald head, reflecting the light of the lights, looked at it with a natural sense of joy.
Cheng Yanjin also tried to maintain his serious appearance, because of nervousness, his nostrils dilated between exhaling and breathing, and the audience was suddenly attracted by Cheng Yanjin.
Shuiman Jinshan Temple, the main performance is the fighting between the White Lady and Fahai, but there is no room for Yu Wenzhe to play, as long as he sits under the Leifeng Pagoda and shouts to the sky.
Cheng Yanjin was holding a huge Zen battle, wielding it very imposingly, after all, he was born as a military general, and for a while he really played Fahai's hateful energy, and the thick Zen battle beckoned to Mo Whispering's vital greeting.
This move made the hearts of the civil and military ministers present rise to their throats, and a cane fell, and the sound of "hissing" and cold air sounded.
Mo whispered and dodged smartly, and the white clothes on her body reflected her like a fairy in the nine heavens.
Whenever Mo whispered and flashed the attack of biting gold, it would attract a large area of admiration.
"Old monk Fahai, don't hurry up and let my husband go" Mo whispered eagerly, with a kind of desperate madness, and everyone listening to it was worried.
Cheng Biting Jin seemed to be addicted, he didn't say his lines, and the Zen battle was waved more intensively, and soon Mo Qingyu felt the pressure.
Lianbu moved slightly, and his body suddenly rose, leaving Cheng Yanjin's attack range.
Yu Wenzhe was on the side of the stage, looking at Mo Qingyu who kept rising, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, Mo Qingyu flew very high, it was beyond the range illuminated by the lantern, in mid-air, he couldn't see the appearance clearly, just looking at her size, Yu Wenzhe always had a very familiar feeling.
Mo Qingyu was also very angry in his heart, isn't it just acting, why is he so serious, if he didn't have two brushes, maybe he would have been seriously injured.
Under the influence of this mood, Mo whispered in a more sharp voice, "Fahai old bald donkey, see that Ben Niangniang mobilized the water of the West Lake and flooded your Jinshan Temple." ” "What" Cheng Biting Jin was stunned, "I haven't said my old Cheng's lines yet, why did it become flooded?"
Cheng Biting Jin's stunned heart corresponded to the scene in front of him, in the eyes of others, this was what he looked like.
"It's so drowning him" "Hahaha, old monk Fahai, you also have today, come to Da Shui" One after another excited scolding erupted in the audience, and the cheers were thunderous.
In the next moment, many assistant actors, pulling a blue cloth, covered Cheng Yanjin and the Jinshan Temple behind him.
"Hmph, Bai Suzhen, you actually took care of the people of Hangzhou in vain, and the old man accepted you" The shouting and scolding from the audience became louder and louder, and Cheng Yanjin woke up in shock, but he became more and more excited.
Even the lines that I couldn't remember before, I said them casually.
Then, Cheng Yanjin took off his robe and threw it into the sky to block the flooding wall of the lake.
Mo Qingyu looked at the lake that could not flood Jinshan Temple, and then looked at Yu Wenzhe under the Lei Feng Pagoda, and his eyes revealed a touching sadness.
The water of the West Lake began to flood, and a large group of assistant performers struggled desperately on the stage, until finally, the lake receded, and Mo Qingyu and Yu Wenzhe were all imprisoned in the Leifeng Pagoda, meditating on cultivation and paying off their crimes.
At the end, the scene on the stage changed, and in the blink of an eye, it was a few years, Li Huan bit his fingers, stood in the center of the stage, and looked up at the towering Leifeng Pagoda in the distance.
"Shilin, don't look at it, come back and eat" "Hey, got it" A gentle shout came from the backstage, Li Huan replied in a milky voice, turned around and walked towards the backstage.
At this point, the White Snake Legend came to an end, and the audience was addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.
Seeing the plot in your heart with your eyes is really a different experience from reading a book.
After Cheng Yanjin returned to the stage, he changed back into his clothes and came to his seat in the audience.
Cheng Biting Jin took one step at a time, very complacent, after all, participating on the stage is a good thing to be in the limelight.
"It's him, Fahai old bald donkey, smash" In the next moment, the fruits and platters in the sky flew over, and they all smashed on Cheng Yanjin's body.
In ancient times, during the Tang Dynasty, if you want to eat fruit in winter, you have to be rich and noble.
Even so, these people don't feel pity at all, and it can be seen that Li Shimin's harem concubines threw the hardest.
Even Empress Changsun wiped her hands covertly, revealing an extremely excited expression, and looked at Li Shimin on the side stunned.
Cheng Yanjin was attacked and felt aggrieved, but soon people left Cheng Yanjin behind, because Yu Wenzhe and Mo Qingyu stood in the center of the stage again, holding a simple loudspeaker in their hands. i0 t1706231537: