I have an eternal eye

The north wind blew all night, and the capital was covered with heavy snow.

"It's snowing! It's snowing!"

In the streets and alleys, children cheered and chased each other with sticks. Snowballs flew around, and their faces were all red from the cold.

The adults in Anzhenfang had sad faces.

"The snow is a bit early this year..."

"He also said that he would go outside the city to prepare some firewood in the near future. Now it's better. He has to find someone to accompany him before he dares to go."

"Hurry up! The Liu family's house has collapsed, and the three members of the family are buried inside. Chen Fang is asking everyone to help!"

Zhang Biao pushed the door open with a tired face. After hearing the news, he went to help without saying a word.

The results were no surprise.

No one in the family of three was spared, and they were frozen to the bone.

"Liu Erlang's old house has long been dilapidated. I didn't know how to repair it as soon as possible. I just looked at it."

"How can I have money? I have been working hard in Fanglin Garden for most of the autumn. A few days ago, you still asked me to borrow money to buy grain..."

"Hey, this is such a shitty world."

This happens every year in Beicheng. The people of Anzhenfang have long been used to it, and they only complain lightly in their words.

"Okay, okay."

Fangzheng Chen Haishan said: "The Liu family's relatives are all in Cangzhou and have stopped visiting each other for a long time. Let's pool together some money and at least take care of the funeral arrangements."

This is the case in Beichengfang. No matter whether it is wedding or wedding, it is difficult for a single family to bear it, so they have to help each other.

Zhang Biao looked at the three corpses covered by straw mats beside the ruins. He could feel the faint yin energy disappearing. Most of them had obsessions and fell into the spirit world and became dead souls.

He shook his head slightly, took out a piece of silver from his body, and said, "I have a lot of money recently, so I'll leave it to Chen Fangzheng to handle the Liu family's funeral."

"The Zhang family is benevolent and righteous."

"If you have the ability, you can go anywhere."

The residents praised him one after another.

Life is extremely sad this year, and even if I miss a dozen coppers, it makes me feel happy.

"I'll leave the matter to you."

Zhang Biao cupped his hands, turned and left.

"Five-colored fruits!"

As we approached our house, there were outside vendors carrying poles and selling goods along the street. They were shivering in the wind and snow and kept stamping their feet.

"Dude, have some."

"I'll wrap it up for you, three copper coins."

Five-color fruit is a small pastry with average taste, but it is a custom in Daliang.

Every year on the first day of heavy snowfall, people, whether rich or poor, eat five-color fruits. At the same time, when it gets dark at night, they use candles to illuminate the dark places under the bed and in the corners of the room, which is called "illuminating waste."

Zhang Biao didn't care before, but now he feels more and more that there is something important about it.

Ghosts like to hide in dark places, and many of them are afraid of light and fire. Every time they appear, they must first extinguish the candles with dark winds.

There is also "waste", which refers to ghosts, ghosts and gods like the witch temple hags, who practice by swallowing the essence, blood and yang energy.

Not to mention the "Nuo dance" on New Year's Eve.

Many folk customs seem confusing, but in fact they are related to that ancient era, but they have been passed down to the present and have undergone changes.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts, Zhang Biao looked at the skull in his hand.

After a night of carving, the excess parts have been removed, and most of the holes in the skull have been repaired, creating two channels that lead to the mouth along the nasal cavity.

The next step is to engrave the Hell Fire Gourd Formation, depict it with cinnabar chicken blood mixed with incense ash, and then fix it with brass decoration.

Zhang Biao looked at it carefully again.

Under the winter sun, the skull is as shiny as white jade...

…

Gululu...

Outside the Meridian Gate, blood spattered three feet, and human heads rolled down on the ground. Pei Yuanshang, a former member of Zhongshushe, and his family were all beheaded.

"Zhao Yue rebelled after all..."

In the Beichen Palace, Zhao Mian's voice was very cold, "He was ready to make a move at the beginning. If I hadn't killed the three emperor uncles, he would have proclaimed himself emperor long ago. Now he can't help it anymore."

The new Grand Sima Lu Wuji came out and said in a deep voice: "I have just taken over the Ministry of War. According to what the spies over there said, the Pei family united with several wealthy gentry to come to the house and work together on the condition that their sons join the Yanjia Sect."

"Several generals of the Cangzhou army have been bribed by Zhao Yue for many years. They killed the envoys from the capital overnight and have now sent heavy troops to defend the boundaries of Cangzhou."

After saying that, he cupped his hands and said: "The northern frontier army will arrive near Cangzhou in the near future. General Wei Zang reported back. Along the way back, there are often demagogues in the army, and he will kill them all."

"Your Majesty, please issue an order. I will rush to the border army immediately and lead the army to kill all those rebellious officials and traitors!"

"inappropriate!"

Prime Minister Liu Ji quickly came out to persuade: "The situation is unclear at the moment. Although the frontier troops have the advantage in numbers, they are short of food and grass. If other states unite to cut off the siege of food and grass, they only need to wait until the fog comes, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers will be isolated and helpless." .”

"Right now, Huaizhou and Luzhou are still waiting and watching. They are close to Taizhou where the imperial city is located. If the border troops come back, they will not dare to take risks."

"Xiang Liu is right."

Zhao Mian said calmly: "The weather is not favorable for me, Daliang. Let them come back first."

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true."

Da Sima Lu Wuji nodded and retreated.

He has led the army for many years, so of course he knows what the situation is now, and his voice is just to express his attitude.

Zhao Mian smiled and said, "I heard that that stupid King of Haizhou, taking advantage of the distance, sent a message and read it to me."

The ministers looked at each other and did not dare to say anything.

Nowadays, the court is completely clean, and the emperor has monopolized the power. He is moody and says the same thing. Who dares to talk nonsense?

"Luan Moyan, read it!"

"The false emperor Zhao Mian was cruel by nature. He raised troops to seize power. He gained the throne unfairly. He was good at killing the royal family and ignored the etiquette of his ancestors. He was addicted to beauty and was extravagant and lustful..."

A message made all ministers sweat on their foreheads.

The chaos in the Daye vassal town in the previous dynasty made this dynasty extremely wary of military generals, so it divided the vassal kings and suppressed all parties.

The result is that they all look like birds.

Over the past three hundred years, although Daliang has become increasingly prosperous, it has always been in a struggle between the central and local governments. It is just that you have the upper hand today, but I will tolerate it for the time being.

Since Zhao Mian came to power, he first led troops into the palace to seize the imperial power, then suppressed the rebellion of the three kings, and ambitiously wanted to reduce the vassal state and return power to the central government.

Unfortunately, the grassland tribes in northern Xinjiang gained momentum, established the Golden Tent Wolf Kingdom, and invaded the customs, disrupting this process.

Zhao Mian personally led the army out of the customs, and spent several years wiping out the Golden Horde Wolf Kingdom, killing corpses all over the grassland.

However, the price was that the vitality of the central government was severely damaged, and it returned to the previous stalemate with the local government. However, the local government was also afraid of Zhao Mian, at least on the surface, respectful.

After years of fighting, Zhao Mian also suffered from premature gray hair and gradually lost his spirit. After the world was at peace and the national treasury was full, he indulged in pleasure.

Listening to the completely tearful speech, the ministers clearly saw that the flames in Zhao Mian's eyes rose again.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mian's voice remained calm.

"At the moment, the main focus is on the return of the border troops."

"The Huo Luo Sect surrendered to the imperial court on the condition that their sacred objects be returned to them. The things were taken by King Huaizhou, but he refused to come. Wouldn't he agree to return the things as well?"

"Reply to Your Majesty, we are already on the way."

"Well, I will carry out the Winter Solstice Festival as scheduled. If you are tired, everyone can do your job."

"Retreat!"

After retiring from the court, Zhao Mian left Beichen Palace and did not return to the harem. Instead, he turned directly to Qionghua Palace.

Everyone is accustomed to it, and they all know the reason. Apart from the Vientiane Palace, it is the best place to view the scenery in the capital, and more importantly, it is where Li Guiren is.

After ten years of favor, the queen had already died in depression.

Everyone in the palace knew that Li Mingshu, the most beautiful woman in the country, was no different from the queen.

Returning to Qionghua Hall, Zhao Mian changed his clothes and sat on the balcony, looking at the scenery of the capital. He felt a little cold for no reason and tightened his clothes again.

"Someone, bring the heater."

Behind him, a soft voice sounded.

A graceful and graceful woman in palace robes walked slowly over and gently pressed Zhao Mian's temples from behind.

It is Li Guiren Li Mingshu.

Zhao Mian sighed, "Ming Shu, I am really old. I almost fainted from anger just now. I am not willing to accept it. If I were younger, I would definitely unsheath my sword and kill all those rebellious officials and traitors!"

Li Mingshu, with a delicate face, hugged Zhao Mian from behind and comforted her softly: "Your Majesty, I believe you, there will be such a day."

She looked at the wind and snow in the distance,

There is a red light flashing in the eyes...

clang! clang! clang!

In the heavy snow,

The bells of the capital echoed.

…

"It's time to go!"

At the south gate of Yujing City, when he heard the bell echoing, Yang Zhuan complained to the coachman: "Why are you here?"

The driver looked helpless, "Mr. Yang, you have also seen that the heavy snow suddenly fell and it is difficult to travel on the road."

"Damn, what a ghost!"

Yang Zhuo also cursed, "I promised a brother to build a Taoist temple and I accepted the money. If it cannot be completed as scheduled, I will lose face."

"Let's go quickly. Fortunately, the foundation bricks and walls are completed, only the beams are left. It will be even harder to work when the snow melts..."

After giving the order, the long convoy slowly entered the city pulling lumber one by one.

At the city gate, many people were still queuing up.

On the official road ten miles away, in the wind and snow, two knights were galloping on their horses.

They are all wearing six-door official uniforms.

One person had a fair face and handsome features, but half of his face was covered with black birthmarks, as if God was jealous of his appearance and had a yin-yang face.

The other person was ordinary, with a beard, smell of alcohol, and eyes full of vicissitudes of life.

Both of them had golden tokens hanging on their waists.

"Du Lu, we are late. The chief will reprimand us. It's all your fault. You insist on drinking other people's wine, which almost killed us both."

"When you encounter good wine, you can't miss it even if you die."

"The capital city is very lively recently..."

The two were chatting while riding, and suddenly stopped at the same time.

I saw a monk walking together in the wind and snow on the official road, with only faint footprints behind him.

The yin-yang-faced detective's pupils shrank, his back tensed, but there was a smile on his face, "You two, are you humans or ghosts?"

When the monk heard this, he turned around at the same time.

The monk was a strong man with only one arm, but his eyes shone like glass.

The Taoist was younger, with a jade face and short beard, and an elegant temperament. Hearing this, he burst out laughing, "Where did this ghost come from in broad daylight?"

"Not always!"

The drunken catcher sneered: "We have seen ghosts several times along the way. Since the Dark Sun and Blood Moon, people have become a little confused about the world, and it is difficult to tell the difference between humans and ghosts. "

"Where did you come from and where are you going?"

The Taoist smiled shyly and said, "I have an appointment to meet someone, and I will leave after saying a few words. Don't worry, I don't want to stay in this capital for even a day."

The monk's face was calm, and the glaze light suddenly flashed in his eyes, like a treasure, making it difficult to look away.

The two gold-medal catchers felt confused for a while, and when they opened their eyes again, there was no one on the snowy road...