Chapter 97 The snow returns to the people
In June, the flowers in the Jin State were full of vitality and there was a festive atmosphere. The whole Jin State spread. Because Shu Fei was pregnant for more than 30 years a month ago, she finally gave birth smoothly, and it was also a news of a king’s name. The whole country celebrated the Jin State. Now, at this critical moment, Ning Caichen went to war and did not return to the Jin State. The birth of the first king is exciting. After all, Ning Caichen has never had an heir. Now the birth of the king not only represents the successor of Ning Caichen, but also represents the successor of the whole Jin State.
The most important thing is that when the king was born that day, he was born with a natural vision. The purple air in the capital came from the east, and it was three thousand miles. Ruixia Hang Seng covered the whole capital. This auspicious scene inspired the hearts of many Jin people. Many people believe that today’s king is a saint, a saint is born, and auspicious is born. The whole state of Jin will usher in prosperity.
In this case, the imperial clan and the ban on soil have lightened the depressing atmosphere in the whole state of Jin, but it has become a celebration. Of course, not the whole state of Jin is a celebration.
In the imperial garden of Beijing, Xue Ji is dressed in white and has a beautiful face by the lake. A pair of beautiful eyes are staring at the lake unblinkingly, but there is a kind of sadness like a heavy kiss. In a kind of sadness, a small child next to her looks like Yukime’s left-handed child. It looks like a year and a half, and a pretty face is pink and delicate. A pair of small hands hold Yukime’s left hand, and a pair of smart and dark eyes are unblinkingly watching. Yukime’s big eyes are puzzled and can’t say how cute it is.
"Sister!" At this time, a sound came from behind, and email dressed in powder came from behind and called Yukime-and then hugged the child next to Yukime.
The child was none other than Yukime, who gave birth to Ning Shuang. This child is a little strange. It was incredible when Yukime was pregnant for more than 30 years. Now she has grown into a small child less than a month old. She looks no smaller than those two-year-old children and can walk and run. The only thing that she hasn’t seen is that she hasn’t talked to Ning Shuang yet. All kinds of unusual performances for Ning Shuang can be attributed to the blood of Ning Caichen and Yukime, but she didn’t think much.
However, although Ning Shuang behaves differently from ordinary people and hasn’t spoken yet, she has always been very clever and sensible. She hasn’t cried once since she was born, and it’s also very pleasing to see Mei Er’s hands. First, she looked at her mother Yukime and then Song Xueji’s hands were picked up by Mei Er.
Blood Yukime also slightly return to absolute being, turned to see his sister, but didn’t speak. She glanced at email and glanced at email’s arms, showing a little far-fetched smile. She didn’t seem to want to talk, with a touch of sadness in her eyes.
"Sister is still worried about my husband? My husband and I will be fine …" Seeing Xue Ji’s sample knowing his sister’s thoughts in her heart, Mei Er couldn’t help but say that she finished and looked at her arms. Ning Shuang saw Ning Shuang’s big dark eyes and looked at herself. "Besides, how could something happen if her newly born husband didn’t see her?"
Listening to the email relieved Yukime’s eyes, the sadness did not fade, but it was a little more with a whispering tone-
"Yes, the newly born husband hasn’t seen Shuang yet."
Muttering sounds from Yukime’s mouth are like talking to himself. The whole person seems to have lost her soul. The email next to her doesn’t speak. Although she comforted Yukime, the fact is that her own heart is really as calm as it is. She also has a fear, because all practitioners know how accurate that kind of premonition is on a whim for practitioners.
A month ago, Xue Ji gave birth to twins. Although she didn’t say that she had a hunch, everyone knew that Ning Caichen had it and it would not be a good thing.
In June, the green willows in Beijing were smoking at noon, but the sun was just a little hot, but it was not too hot. A Tsing Yi man walked through the street, but after a while, he stopped. Out of the corner of his eye, a piece of light like a white feather fell on his shoulder, but it was like melting, and he was startled to see a piece of white stuff floating from the sky. This time, it fell on his face and became a water stain after the ice melted.
"This is snow!" As soon as he started, the Tsing Yi scholar saw pieces of white things falling like a feather on his head, and his arms melted directly and it was cold and "snowy".
Snow is really snowy. Pieces of white snowflakes fall from the top of your head and fall cold.
"It’s snowing …" "What’s the matter? How can it snow …" "It’s June and June in In the snow …"
Pieces of white snowflakes fell from it-a little, but gradually the snowflakes floated like goose feathers. Everyone was surprised. Many people came out of the room and looked up to see the snow in the middle. It was a surprise that it was snowing in June. This was abnormal.
"The snow season in June is out of order."
Zhuge Liang came out of the house and looked at the falling snow in front of him, and his face changed.
"Snow …"
Snow in Beijing and Mei Er also looked at the snow in the sky with a slight shock.
"Mother is father’s back."
Suddenly, Mei Er’s arms are full of tender sounds, and a pair of big dark eyes fly fly. Looking at the sky, Mei Er and Yukime are all shocked.
……
At the same time, a team of 1,000 people in the star came from the imperial palace and was stained with blood. The hunting sound in the wind was just the return from the boundary. Zhang Liang and his party were standing in front of the team. Zhao Yun and Wei Ji were followed by two people carrying a coffin in tandem, followed by the living people in this expedition. A huge dark blue life planet had appeared in front of their eyes.
But at this moment, whether it’s Zhang Liang or Zhao Yun, Wei Ji or others looking at the familiar life planet in the line of sight, they all feel like they’ve been caught.
"The duke I I can’t walk …" Suddenly, a giant monk in the team suddenly said that it was a middle-aged man, and the eyes of the master in the Jixue Palace suddenly turned red. "I, I don’t know how to face me. If Jin people can’t pursue us, what face can we have to go back …"
Middle-aged men speak directly, and their bodies stop. A line of clear tears can’t stop flowing out of their eyes. All the people around them are in classical Chinese, and their hearts are like a huge shock. Their feet are like being poured with lead, and they can’t walk any further. Zhang Liang’s body is slightly shaking in the front.
A simple word from a middle-aged man is like a sharp knife in everyone’s heart. Yes, what face do they have to go back to face the Tianjin people, but they are still alive, but what face do they have to go back to face the Tianjin people?
People say they are afraid of being near home, but at this moment they don’t even have the courage to go back to Jin.
"Go back to Beijing!"
Finally, Zhang Liangshen drank one without too many words and strode forward directly. Most of the people in the rear were tearful, but they all followed Zhang Liangshen’s stride forward, but it didn’t take long for them to see a team of about 100 people in golden armor. The team was the Kirin Army in the fifth army of the State of Jin, with Han Xin as the leader.
Soon the two sides met, but the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating. Han Xin stopped and looked at Zhang Liang and others. Finally, Zhao Yun and Wei Ji carried the coffin. Behind him, more than one hundred Kirin army soldiers also froze one by one, feeling that the sky was falling.
"Zhang Fang!"
Han Xin suddenly yelled at Zhang Liang, giving off a horrible momentum, and all the Kirin troops behind him were startled, as if they wanted to fight with Zhang Liang desperately.
"Send your troops back to Beijing first"
Zhang Liang’s face didn’t change much for Han Xin’s performance, but he said gently, his face is happy and sad, and his red eyes look haggard like he hasn’t eaten or slept for several days
"hey!"
A few hours later, the snow in Beijing resounded through the whole city, and Ning Caichen came back, but it was a body.
Chapter 9 The whole country is lost
The heavy snow in Beijing, such as Zhang Liang and others, slowly flew from the sky. Zhao Yun and Wei Ji were carrying coffins in tandem without saying a word. The coffin was covered with white snow, but it was a corpse when they returned.
The palace stood in a series of figures: Jiang, Ji Yuan, Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong, Yan Chixia, Wei Zhaung, Lu Bu, Yu Qi, Bai Susu, Nie Xiaoqian, Yukime, Charming Ji, Bai Xue, Gao Lan, Li Shishi, Shenyin, Bi Xuan, Emperor Tian, Tong Yuan, Dou Ya Wang, Platycodon grandiflorum and Xilan .. Almost all the experts in the State of Jin went to see the standing star.
"Husband!" Bai Susu, Yukime, Nie Xiaoqian, Bai Xue, Gao Lan and other female charming bodies turned pale in a flash, and the crystal liquid slipped out of their eyes. Next to Jiyuan, the body also trembled "into".
Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong, Wei Zhaung and other people in the state of Jin were instantly frozen as if they had been enchanted. There was a sense of unspeakable sadness and suffocation. My heart looked at Zhao Yun and Wei Ji’s coffin. Chen Gong, Seibel, Ningshan, Zhuge Liang and others couldn’t help but get red in the eye.
"hey!" "Blare ….." Everyone in Fang Jingcheng also saw the scene of the snow returning to the soul. Looking at Zhao Yun and Wei Ji carrying the coffin, even if you are stupid, you can almost see the specific things at a glance. Ning Caichen is dead. "Pursuit …"
In the end, an old man in Beijing directly plopped down on his knees and slammed his head toward the high school coffin. He couldn’t help crying. After the old man, more and more people directly knelt down. In the end, the whole street in Beijing was dark, and people knelt down and cried.
Their hearts are full of great sorrow. Ning Caichen came back, but the wind and snow returned to their hometown. Many people couldn’t help crying. It has been thirty or forty years since the founding of the State of Jin. The growing strength and development of the State of Jin is visible and felt by everyone, especially for some old people. Ning Caichen’s position in their hearts can be said to be as unshakable as a god, because they are all trying their best to live through the years of war and turmoil in China. They are more grateful to Ning Caichen for bringing them stability, especially the various developments and changes since the founding of the State of Jin, and let them realize the changes brought by Ning Caichen.
"Hey Zhao Long, what are you doing back? You might as well die … Bang!"
Lu Bu of the State of Jin suddenly broke out with a punch in his latosolic red eyes. Zhao Yun’s chest directly hit Zhao Yun out of the whole chest and collapsed. I don’t know how many ribs were broken, but Zhao Yun did not say a word and abruptly suffered from Lu Bu’s punch. The whole city has already become a world of white ice and snow.
"Snow in June. God, are you sad, too?"
An old man with gray temples looked up and cried bitterly at the loss of snow all over the sky. Finally, his whole head was deeply buried in the snow. The season of snow in June was out of order. This is something that has never happened before. It seems that heaven and earth are sad because of the fall of Ning Caichen. A snow covered the whole northern part of Jin State and all the hearts of Jin State.
"Zhao Long, what did you say when you left? Tell me how you protected your position. You might as well not just die and come back … roar!"