Chapter 319 Imperceptible

The north wind roared, and snowflakes floated at night. Yang Yanzhao was dizzy and almost unconscious. He only felt that the cool breeze was very comfortable on his body.

When he woke up, he was already lying on the bed, glanced at the things around him, and returned to his room. He couldn't remember what happened last night. He only felt that he had drunk a lot of wine and talked a lot.

What happened later? Yang Yanzhao had no impression at all. It should have been sent back by Chang Lei and others.

I had a bad headache and my mouth was dry. I got out of bed and picked up the copper pot on the table. Fortunately, there was herbal tea, so I drank it directly into my mouth.

"Wow...so cool..."

After drinking half a pot of tea, his stomach was slightly swollen. At this time, Yang Yanzhao felt much more comfortable. He burped and sat aside, thinking about what happened with Chang Lei in his mind.

Since Lei left Daizhou City with people, although there are more than 10,000 people, most of them have returned to their hometowns and made their own living, leaving only 3,000 people following him.

At first, they thought of anti-Song, but Liu Han had no children. Even if he started a soldier, he couldn't find a loyal master. The most important thing was that he had several investigations. Daizhou City's defense was as solid, so he had to suppress this calculation, thinking of continuing to strengthen his strength and wait for the time.

Unfortunately, it was also extremely terrible for a group of people to sit and eat in the mountains. In a blink of an eye, they reached the point of unbearable hunger. In order to fill their stomachs, they killed the Liao soldiers and robbed the Liao people, but only injured dozens of soldiers.

At that time, his best choice was to fall into the grass, but how did Chang Lei, who was proud in his heart, do that?

Later, there were disagreements among the remaining 3,000 people. After a big quarrel, only a thousand people followed Chang Lei. From then on, he buried the restoration of the country in his heart and ran for the livelihood of his generals.

Relying on the good skills of a thousand people, Bei'an Prefecture has become a business to help people run goods. Now it is also famous to travel south and north. This time, it is a merchant who escorts goods to Beijing.

When he saw Chang Lei and others in this unfeared Liao Dynasty, Yang Yanzhao was extremely happy. When he met an old friend in his hometown, he didn't feel happy even if he drank thousands of cups.

I was thinking about it, but I heard a knock on the door. In a moment, I saw Housekeeper Chen coming in with a set of clothes. Seeing that Yang Yanzhao had woken up, he immediately smiled and said, "Do you feel more comfortable, my lord? The little man then told the room to make some sobering soup.

"I'm fine." Yang Yanzhao shook his head with a smile and asked later, " By the way, how did I come back last night?"

Hearing Yang Yanzhao's question, the smile on the housekeeper Chen's face was even stronger. After a while, he whispered, "Your Excellency was drunk and unconscious yesterday. Someone hired a carriage to send you back. The driver still left a message. If you have something to do, you can go to last night's place to find the drinker.

Chang Lei is much more cautious.

He sighed secretly. Yang Yanzhao suddenly remembered the Wolf King in his mind and immediately understood his intention. It seemed that Liusha had known about Chang Lei for a long time, so he led him to Wanfu Street. After all, the Jianxiong army of a thousand people was also a great card.

While thinking about it, I looked up and saw that Housekeeper Chen was still smiling. He touched his face with his hand. There should be nothing right. At this moment, he was puzzled, "Housekeeper Chen, is there something wrong with my current appearance that makes you feel so funny?"

After shaking his head repeatedly, Butler Chen quickly said, "The villain didn't dare, but I remembered that the adult came back last night and broke into Miss Zuo's room, and he couldn't stop him. Fortunately, Miss Zuo was not angry, otherwise I'm afraid that now..."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and went to flirt with the lioness. Fortunately, she was safe, otherwise she would die or be injured.

After changing my clothes and getting out of the room, it was wrapped in silver. The sun had risen three poles, and the lazy sun sprinkled on the snow, which was just a quiet and quiet scenery.

When I walked through the living room, I heard Chen Moer talking to Zuo Po Sasa. Seeing him come in, the little girl immediately greeted him with a smile, "Son, you are awake. It was scary last night..."

With that, his big eyes smiled like a crescent moon. He covered his little mouth and looked at Zuo Po. The latter still had a cold face. Perhaps he noticed Yang Yanzhao's eyes, frowned at him and looked annoyed.

Seeing this, Yang Yanzhao was not willing to touch the moldy head. He said a few words to Chen Moer, glanced at Zuo Po Sa, and whispered, "This mother-in-law seems to be much tender. Is it possible that the rice here is nourishing people?"

Feeling that the murderous eyes were coming, he quickly turned around and trotted away. When he went out of the living room and saw that the latter did not chase him, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help staring at him with resentment. One day, he would tear up your arrogant coldness and arrogance. What a good life!

When he went to the study to draw the terrain he saw yesterday, in the living room, Zuo Posi's rare tenderness, pinched Chen Moer's face with a smile, and whispered with a little begging, "Well, how about telling your sister the story of the 'West Chamber' again?"

Her hand stroked the clean and snow-white fur of the rabbit in her arms. Chen Moer shook her head and said, "Sister Zuo, the prince, he just talked about this. Later, the prince went hunting, and the rest of the matter has never been said."

Seeing that Zuo Po's eyes were a little disappointed, Chen Moer quickly leaned forward and leaned against her arms. "But Sister Zuo can rest assured that as soon as the prince is free, Mo'er will let him continue to talk about Cui Yingying and Zhang Sheng?"

"That's naturally the best. Everyone in the world says that this word is the most frightening. Even if you haven't experienced it, now it sounds like you feel depressed."

Raising his face, Chen Moer said doubtfully, "Sister Zuo, what do you mean by these words? Why can't you understand?"

She touched Chen Moer's head with a smile. Zuo Po looked outside the door, the layer of ice and snow in the yard that had not been cleaned, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. "Actually, I don't understand what kind of wonderful the word 'affection' is. It makes people desperate for life and death."

After a while, Zuo Poqi took away his confused thoughts and bowed his head to Chen Mo'er and said, "Mue'er, can you say some more poems for my sister?"

"Sister Zuo, these are all taught by the prince. The prince has said a lot. What do you want to hear? It happened to snow last night. Why don't I tell you something about snow?"

With that, the little girl turned her head and began to recite, "A few plums in the corner of the wall, Ling Han opens alone; I know it's not snow, in order to have dark incense."

Listening to this, Zuo Po's eyes once again showed a trace of confusion.

In the study, Yang Yanzhao was convinced that there was no one around. He took out the terrain map hidden under the bookcase, looked at it carefully, recalled the scene he saw yesterday in his mind, and then dipped the pen in ink and quickly described it.

Outside the house, Wang Pin guarded with a battalion of soldiers. After something happened yesterday, Han Derang added soldiers, which undoubtedly gave him and his subordinates great encouragement.

The adults in the house were supported by the witch religion, and the chancellor of Nanfu transferred his manpower. Wang Pin suddenly felt that he raised his eyebrows and exhaled. After so many years of anger, he could finally straighten up and fight against those rampant Liao people.

Thinking of this, Wang Pin's head couldn't help but hold his head high. He looked at the hundreds of Liaoning people confronting across the street, and his eyes were full of contempt.

When the night was about to fall, the door of the house was opened. Housekeeper Chen came out with a group of servants carrying wine. After Wang Pin thanked him, he greeted the guards to eat and drink together.

The Liao people who were not far away looked at this scene, and they were all resentful. The red sun set, and the cold wind was naturally better than before. They only felt that the cold wind was drilling into their bodies. More importantly, the Song people, who had been whispered, were eating and drinking and living there. How could this tone be tolerated?

Holding their fists, dozens of Liao people were about to rush forward, trying to teach these Song people who suddenly became arrogant and presumptuous, and even pulled out their long knives.

"Come back to me!"

At this moment, there was a scolding in his ear. Looking back, he saw that the leader of the team had a cold face. Someone had to defend himself, but he was so stunned by his terrible eyes that he dared not speak, so he had to retreat resentfully.

And this scene happened to be seen by Wang Pin and others. Immediately, a burst of laughter broke out. The angry Liao people were all red-faced and thick-necked, and the general bit their lips out of blood.

Once again, the general called a bodyguard, stared at Yang Yanzhao's house and gritted his teeth and said, "Go back and tell the king that the Song thief didn't go out today."

Outside the imperial city, after crossing the Xishui Bridge, it is a wide block, but no one dares to open a store here, and no one dares to come here to sell.

Because the people living on both sides of this street a hundred feet away are either rich or noble, and the mansion of Yelu Xiuge, the king of the North Courtyard, is also here.

Two angry staring stone lions stopped in front of the door. On the masonry steps was a red door, and the rivet door was nailed to a few lanterns shining.

At the top of the red vermilion-painted gate, there is a black golden silk nan wooden plaque, and the golden Khitan text is written with the words 'North Courtyard King'. The door is covered with bricks and tiles, carved beams and paintings, with three layers of flying eaves, and strange beasts attached.

The whole mansion is extremely magnificent and magnificent. Of course, if there are no white mourning flags hanging around the door.

At this moment, the palace is full of white mourning things, which are reflected with the snow that has not yet melted. I only feel that it is full of sadness. People are as cold as cicadas and dare not dare to come out.

"Wang!"

I saw that a rouge glazed white porcelain bowl turned into countless fragments, and the ginseng soup was also drenched on the ground. The subordinate who knelt down and begged for mercy was quickly dragged down. It was inevitable that there would be a bloody board.

In the hall, Yelu Xiuge had a gloomy face and took a few steps. Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked a six-foot-high goose neck carved vase beside him to pieces.

Hearing this sound, the servants waiting outside the door were frightened. They looked at each other with bitter faces for fear of being called into the room and implicated by the anger of Brother Yeld.

After the crisp broken sound, the room seemed to calm down. It took a long time to hear a low and hoarse voice, "Go, call Yeluhan and others for me!"