"Ruyi, do you know Li Shimin?"

The cold current from Siberia abuses the entire Central Plains. The cold wind is like a knife, and the knife is like a past, always breaking the people who like it.

The snow is falling again, goose feathers are flying, flying all over the sky, just like the old people's hearts, the clouds and sunny are uncertain and mysterious.

"I know Li Yuan's second son. I saw him helping the people clean the snow on the street yesterday. Why do you celebrate the festival with you?"

Sister Yang was so white that she knew that her feet were white, her slender hands kept covering her most breath, and she jumped on the thick snow, trying to reduce the cold.

Her white clothes are better than snow, her hair is as black as ink, like an elves in the snow, dancing gracefully, celebrating the harvest of auspicious snow. She trotted over and hit him with her arms, tilted her head, and looked at him with interest in teasing him.

"No, how do you feel about him?"

Yuwen Cheng pretended not to see her eyes, and continued to look into the distance, with a casual look on his face, and seemed to be just asking casually.

"Well, it's pretty good. He is usually gentle, talented and beautiful, caring and caring. He is polite to the common people. I heard that when he was a child, he didn't even eat meat in order not to harm animals. Later, he started eating it when he grew up, but it was very rare."

Yang Ruyi ran around with a smile, looking like she was not worried, like a fairy who was not in the world, free and easy, and out of the world.

"Oh, by the way, I heard from my father that you became a general and trained in Luoyang City. How about you? Is it fun to be a general?"

"Is this true?" His eyes darkened after hearing this, and then he recovered again. He smiled and rubbed her hair randomly.

"Okay, it's quite late. Go back, your prince will be worried if he is late."

For some reason, I suddenly felt upset and sent Yang Ruyi away, went crazy alone in the martial arts training ground, and didn't stop until late at night in supper.

But for some reason, I always felt uncomfortable and had no sleepiness. I picked up the guqin in the study and moved it to the withered willow tree in the yard.

This guqin was a gift given to him by his father just went down the mountain. The guqin was named Jiaoweiqin, which was Cai Wenji of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

It is rumored that when Cai Yong was "deathful rivers and seas, and traveled to Wuhui from a distance", he rescued a piece of sycamore wood that had not yet been burnt and had an abnormal sound in the fire. He made a seven-stringed lyre based on the length and shape of the wood, and it was indeed a very extraordinary sound. Because there were still burnt marks on the tail of the lyre, it was named "Kiaowei, which is a good piano with excellent sound quality.

"bite………"

The tentacles made a crisp sound. He loved playing the guqin in his previous life. He had abandoned his studies and was immersed in the guqin. After more than ten years, he was a good piano player. Although he did not say that he was a peerless one, he was also a very elegant place.

A heartbreaking song is heartbroken and there is nowhere to find a soulmate.

The mountains and flowing waters are hard to find.

Qunar high and seldom.

"The mountains and flowing water! I didn't expect Chengdu was still proficient in music. Such wonderful songs should be shared with others. Why do you dance alone?"

Xu Maogong's voice came from behind him. He walked over and found another stone bench under the willow tree, dusted off the thick snow, and smiled and looked down at the seat.

"So it's Mao Gong. I've been playing like this, but I'm still not sleeping?"

Yuwen Cheng came back to his senses from his meditation, smiled slightly, and said.

"I was already asleep, and there was a sound of nature in the hazy place. I couldn't bear to miss it, so I came to see the sound. Seeing you playing here, I wonder what happened? I have a lot of music and little. I have a deep understanding of this state of mind."

Mr. Xu Mao didn't care about the coldness on the stone bench at all. Although the winter in Chang'an is not as biting cold as Youzhou, it also has a deep chill.

"I heard in early winter, the Turks gathered 50,000 cavalry to invade the border of the Great Sui Dynasty, burned, killed, looted, and harmed the people. However, the emperor had lost his spirit and did not seek merit. He had no major mistakes, which led to the tragic death of countless compatriots in the north of our country. Fortunately, the elders and ministers in the court advised him to fight the Turks next year. Chengdu, as a citizen of the Great Sui Dynasty, should serve the country with death, but his talent and ignorance and did not know what to do, and he was distressed."

Life is like a play. If you want to live a life well, in addition to wearing green on your head, you also have to be like a movie champion. If you don’t have the acting skills that are enough to be an experienced driver, then you must have at least two greens.

He was originally depressed and couldn't sleep, so he came out to let go. Who would have thought that Xu Maogong had seduced him? This tree was under the moon, and there was no misunderstanding story. I'm really sorry for his strong-mouthed king, little driver, old Yinbi, and other series of honorary titles.

"The capital is very righteous, but this is a trouble for mediocre people. My Sui Dynasty has a vast territory of thousands of miles, with strong generals and counselors like rain. It can be said that there are many talents. Why don't the general ask for help? It's better than worrying alone."

Xu Maogong didn't know where to get a second-hand feather fan. Looking at the shape, he was inexplicably familiar with it. When he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have the same style as Jigong.

He shook his head in a coquettish manner and swelled slowly. The cold wind blew his black and white Taoist robe and his waist-length hair behind him.

He felt that he must be handsome at this moment, like an extremely expert.

Yuwen Chengdu was amazed that he was even fanning his cold weather, which was so terrifying.

"Now, Mr. Mao, I am willing to join Chengdu to kill the thieves. We will leap horses and whip them, and we will trample them."

Yuwen Chengdu suddenly grabbed Xu Maogong's hand with emotion in his eyes, and his expression that I couldn't survive without you was really deep.

"Chengdu is joking. You think you are a little talented and knowledgeable, so you should not take this great responsibility. Such a great country's affairs should be made by a talented and knowledgeable talent to give you advice. A village man from Maogong Mountain and Yewu should not be given a great responsibility."

Under the moonlight, Xu Maogong narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him meaningfully, smiled for a long time, shook his head and refused.

"Little girl, such a simple routine, I really don't treat me as a capable person. I think of Xu Maogong, a rich student, and a talented person. I know astronomy and geography. I brag with the wind and reason against the wind. I can be cute, cheap and coquettish. What a peerless talent? You are so simple that you are like conquering me. Wouldn't you take me seriously? At least five times, or even ten times."

"Oh, Mao Gong doesn't want to help me, he really doesn't have talent."

With a sigh, Yu Wen Cheng looked at him helplessly, and had great doubts about whether he was the protagonist.

Staying power? Three seconds, turtle-god spirit? Not even more, gay friend Zhao Yun? Extremely introverted, best friend Xue Rengui, loves prostitutes, princess, cheats on Li Shimin, even Baoqiang, who dreams of taking his wife, has no chance of getting beaten...

How miserable? How miserable?

Such an encounter? How could it be the protagonist?

"Don't worry about Chengdu. I have a good friend, named Li, Jing, and the name is Yaoshi. This person is called a peerless talent, good at using troops and is very strategic. He is the nephew of General Han Qinhu today. He lives in Xiaoyi County, Shanxi. This person's talent is a hundred times better than me. If Chengdu gets his help, then great things can be accomplished.

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