On the day of the beginning of winter, the world has changed, and it is destined to be remembered by many people forever.
Mu Fan sat in the room to study the "Waiqi Gate", and when his head was tired, he changed to the Great Brahma Dragon Elephant Sutra to practice.
Xiaowan borrowed a small kitchen in the restaurant and arranged dumpling fillings in it.
Preparing the dumpling filling is an easy task, but adding some nourishing herbs without ruining the taste is not an easy task.
In the snowy city, the matter that has been investigated for a long time at night has finally been "solved".
The results of their investigation are as follows: The pianist Qiyun and the swordsman acted in a play, a big drama performed with life.
Qianyun pretended to defect to Beihua, and fled to Dongze with a large number of Beihua's military defenses and various secrets, to be an example of a traitor.
When the swordsman Duan Hai learned about this, he was shocked, and chased for seven days and seven nights, and finally caught up with Qiyun in Luoxue City in Dongze.
The two started a big battle, and in the end, Qianyun had a slight upper hand and took Duan Hai's head, becoming another treasure to ask the old emperor for merit.
Qianyun's rebellion was not a decision made overnight, as long before the war began, the old emperor of Dongze sent someone to secretly contact him, hoping to turn him back.
After thinking about it again, he finally chose to betray Beihua.
Three days before defecting, he sent all his family to Dongze and settled in Dingzhou, the capital of Dongze.
His move is equivalent to completely showing his heart to the old emperor, and defecting to Beihua has become a sure thing, and there is no room for maneuver.
In addition, he also handed over a small part of the defense to the old emperor in advance.
Dongze's generals used this distribution defense map to behead 300,000 Beihua soldiers.
It turns out that the arming diagram is real.
With all of his might, Qiyun explained to the old emperor that he really intended to surrender, not surrender. …… …… The cold winter has come, and in the entire territory of Dongze, all the people of Li must wear vegetarians.
Of course, these ordinary people do not include large cultivation sects.
Mu Fan stood by the window of the room, and within his line of sight, white became the main tone.
There is no snow here, and the power that can turn the world white is the imperial power, the throne that symbolizes power.
Xiao Wan pushed open the door and brought over a bowl of fragrant dumplings.
She said to Mu Fan, who was standing at the window, "Just out of the pot, eat it while it's hot." ” Mu Fan subconsciously let out an "oh", turned around, saw the dumplings in the bowl, and said with a smile: "Don't even think about escaping any of these big fat dumplings." ” Xiao Wan quipped: "None of them can escape the palm of your hand." ” "Hmm......
It's the mouth.
Mu Fan continued.
He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fattest dumpling, handed it to Xiao Wan, and said, "This fattest dumpling is yours." ” Xiao Wan shook her head, "It's too fat, I want to eat skinny." ” "Skinny, it's deflated."
"You're just eating deflated, thin, not deflated."
Mu Fan laughed, "Eat quickly, otherwise it should be cold." ” Xiaowan's lips opened lightly, and she opened her mouth to eat dumplings.
Mu Fan hurriedly put away his chopsticks, opened his big mouth, and swallowed them in one gulp.
"Hey, it's late, knock knock......
Knock knock knock ......"
Mu Fan picked up the bowl and ran to the side to eat.
Xiao Wan couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "I'll go get you some vinegar, why are you in such a hurry." ” Mu Fan brought the dumplings to the table, dipped them in a small bowl of freshly poured vinegar, and ate them in a big gulp.
Xiao Wan saw that Mu Fan was eating so happily, and her face was about to bloom.
She turned and left the room and continued to serve dumplings.
It didn't take long for Mu Fan to finish eating one bowl, looking forward to the arrival of the second bowl.
The cultivation of the Great Brahma Dragon Elephant Sutra just now consumed too much physical strength, and now it is inevitable to eat a few more bowls of dumplings to replenish it.
While Mu Fan was waiting for the fragrant, hot dumplings to come out of the pot, hundreds of people in the palace in Dingzhou were also looking forward to it.
The country cannot be without a king for a day, the old emperor of Dongze died, and the throne became a hot thing.
Everyone knew that the old emperor was assassinated, so there was no time to prepare the edict.
Who can sit on the supreme throne has become the most important thing for everyone in the palace.
As for the old emperor who was assassinated, he lived so long, he was an emperor for so many years, and when he died, he died, and few people really miss it.
The old emperor had three sons, one was the king of Fengyang in the northwest frontier, one was the king of Fu in the southeast, and the other was the idle prince of Dingzhou.
Zhao Xuan, the king of Fengyang, led his troops to fight outside, and he couldn't get out in a short time.
However, he was very talented, and he was even more brilliant in marching and fighting.
King Fengyang managed the affairs of the northwest quite effectively, and his prestige in the imperial court was very high.
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Prime Minister Zhao Chen does not love power, but loves beauty; I don't love swords, I love pen and ink; Especially fond of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, his fine brushwork flowers and birds are comparable to everyone's level.
Zhao Jianyan obviously did not inherit his father's excellent genes, and was extremely hungry for power.
At a young age, I want to gather talents and do something big in the future.
Fu Wang Zhao Hongwen is greedy for pleasure, likes to taste all kinds of delicacies in the world, is greedy for beauty, and knows nothing about government affairs.
If he is allowed to march and fight, I am afraid that he will not even be as good as a pawn who charges into battle.
The old emperor died, and King Fengyang couldn't come back.
King Fu is still tasting wine and playing with beauties in the southeast, not to mention that he can't come back, even if he can rush back, I'm afraid he won't be too lazy to leave.
Zhao Chen, the prime minister who lives in Dingzhou, was the first to arrive, his expression was solemn, whether it was true or not, he still had to do enough.
There is no need for disguise at all, the hypocrisy of the emperor's family has gone deep into the bone marrow.
He stood there, and no one could see what he really thought.
Most of the ministers below are not optimistic about King Xiang, and they hope that the King of Fengyang in the northwest border will come back as soon as possible to preside over the government and rule the world.
The people of Xuanmen also came to mourn the old opponent, and now that the old emperor is dead, they can wake up laughing in the middle of the night.
But when they arrived at the imperial city, they all looked sad, as if it was their father who died.
Everyone thought that the old emperor had no edict, the throne was vacant, and the forces of all parties were ready to move.
When Huo Wujia and the eunuch beside the old emperor walked into the mourning hall, the hall was quiet, and then they heard the minister standing at the forefront scolding: "Huo Wujia, you dare to be so presumptuous and desecrate the mourning hall."
Is it because you want to make trouble?
” Huo Wujia ignored it and summoned the holy decree.
As soon as the decree came out, everyone changed.
If there was only Huo Wujia, the holy decree might be fake, but there was still the old emperor's henchman eunuch standing behind him.
The minister who began to scold Huo Wujia hurriedly knelt on the ground and did not say a word.
Huo Wujia unfolded the holy decree, and the back of the holy decree was stained with blood, not only how many people died on it.
He put the decree in the hands of the eunuch behind him.
The old eunuch stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "The emperor has never ruled the world, and he has never failed to respect the heavens and the ancestors......
He has been diligent all his life for the monarch without rest......
Zhao Chen, the second son of the emperor, has a noble character and bows deeply......
Released and announced to the world, and salty made people hear it. ”