Governor’s Illness

The south is already in the spring, and the north also floats snow. The weather in Northern Northern is cold, and it seems to have a little warm in the summer. The snow covers everything, hung up, the fields on the two sides of the road are snowy, standing in the distance, standing in a few huts, like a child who is fascinated. There are few people on the road, occasionally can see a few of the chalk farmers, and walk in the snow, and the back is deeply embarrassed. The world is still silent, Ming Moon walks through the carriage, only heard the car, and the horseshoes of the guards, the wind and snow world is full of smell.

There is a place in front of the earth wall, and there is a black wooden door in the middle of the earth wall. The door is stuck on the door. The color is still very bright, and it is a new post to the year. They parked the carriage, and the clouds of guards went to the door.

"Someone? Drink a bowl of water, rest and rest!"

The Mingyue came down from the carriage and went back to Hugu. Yuc sister wrapped a scarlet cloak, a white-clean face was buryed in the rabbit wool collar. She still holds the princes of the princes in her hand, and the carriage opened the cold wind and blowing her face. She suddenly asked: "The wind is big, will you won't be cold?"

Mingyue put her in Che Shi, "Then you go to help clothes."

Yuc sister crisped and responded a good sentence. When he took a spirit card, he wrapped her own little jacket when it came out.

Some people in the house are open, is a circular woman, wearing a duck blue cloth, waist linen apron. She still squatted her face behind the soast behind her, took a smoke in his hand, and his mouth spit out several round gray-free smoke rings.

The woman is attentive, and they entered the house, and they are all wearing, not afraid of a bad person. Entering the door is a courtyard of four squares. The wall has a small studio, and the earth wall on the shed collapsed, and went out to see their family's field, capped. snow.

"Come in roasting." The woman led them into the house. The room is bare, digging a pit in the middle, burning a small stove. On the wall, a moon, and a lot of broken pots and messy straw were piled up.

The woman dragged a few black wooden bench from the table to sit, and hugged from the hut to brush the old seat of the red paint to the Mingyue. The hall is not big, more than ten big men come in, and they are full of dangling. Several schools can't just go in, squatting at the door and smoking man.

"Where do you come? Our place is poor, there is no foreign man for a long time." The woman asked.

When I haven't come to a woman in Mingyue, my woman shouted: "Bao children! Burning pot water, then never the noodle!"

Some people in the backhouse should have.

I am grateful to the authenticity, I owe it. "We came to the south of the south, fell back to Master, my grandfather is pugging."

The woman saw the card in Yusu, and I understood anything. I watched it: "Trippocalypse is still poor, your family is not easy." She picked out from the Jade, "How is the baby?"

"I am four years old!" Yushu was loud.

The woman has a natural close to the child. Especially Yushu is so cute, the woman is pity, pulling the bench, and the long question is short. Mingyue smiled and answered, it was squeeled with home, and the boss called Boer came to everyone. I originally thought that this place is poor, I can only eat something such as the pavement, I didn't expect it to be the price of the price.

"The nephew harvested last year." Yunxiao smiled and said, "We only have it in front of the family, so hard like iron, I have broken it."

"Yeah, I didn't eat it later, staying to go to the potency." There is a school to talk next to it.

"There is no way, poor." The woman hid a mouth, "Your rich people don't know, we are cold in the north, and the land is difficult to grow. In the past, our family also eat iron, and later cultivated people to eat flour."

"People are going crazy?" The school turned his head looking at the fields outside the house. "I thought you were also Miao."

The man outside smiled, "Wheat can not earn money."

The woman removes the sun hanging down and takes them to the Mingyue. It is seasoned with dried flowers, the color is rustful, Huasu, like a small fist. At the same time, there is also a special fragrance, and the moon has scaled the sniffing, and the scorpion has been shocked.

I saw Yushu's also wanted to catch, the woman patted her hand, and the tiger was holding his face, "the baby is not allowed."

Mingyue made a school with Yushu, smiled and laughed: "Look at the ordinary flower, how is it more expensive than eating?"

"This flower is very might," the woman smiles, "smiles into the medicine, or so smells, smells the smell, it is comfortable, when I am a fairy, we can't afford it, the city Lord is used. "

"Grandfather? Which is a member of the county? Is it a stationed embassy?" Asked Mingkai.

"Hey, I have a clerity, my master is the master," she used the Baba children to refer to the spirit of Yucie, "I am like your family."

The moon and the school looked at it and smiled: "Listen to the tone of the scorpion, the original book is not this flower."

"Yeah, a few years ago ..." The woman wanted to think that the man outside shouted, "He is, is it your ?" Men answered the sound, woman, " Yes, five years ago, a group of Jianghu passengers in the north, we must change people to come crazy. In the beginning, I didn't agree. I said that people will sell people. The people give each household five silver, but also to send every year People come to buy, everyone agrees. This is not, it is a good price every year. Every year, it is a good price every year. Now I have eaten the white surface of iron , I originally eaten a new house, it is a creation. "

"Demon," Mingyue is looking at the woman. "You see that I am new, I have to raise Yusu. I am afraid that it is not good for my sister, I want to come out to do something. Your flower. It's so good to sell, can you tell me those Jianghu guests, I have a few acres of land, and I also specifically, let them receive. "

"It's not the nephew, I don't know what they are. Every time I wear black clothes, some are also wear a mask, strange, squinting. However, they will be unclear every year, you must Early, I can meet them. "

"Well. Xunzi, thank you."

Looking back in the Yunyun School, the school took out a silver from his arms to the woman's hand, "Don't see it, we are in your stay, you have to pay, buy some fun to give your family."

The woman also refused at the beginning, and she was really unable to accept it. It is necessary to go in the moon, staying a few have been left, busy making the baby packed out a bag of round and gave them, hard to bring them. My moon has gone, I went out, the carriage gradually, looking back at the woman in the snow, turning away into the house.

After leaving the village, I learned that the gentleman was cold, and the curtains looked out, and the eyes were all covered by snow, and the sky, the sky is like endless. If it is waiting for the sky, the group is blooming, when it is the wild red, it is burned to the horizon. How much is this village? How many officials in Southern Northern is a lot of fun?

The hands of the moon holding the car is a little trembling, "Yunner, don't go to the horse, immediately detour back to Beijing."

Yuncai walked down next: "The lady, so too slow, we go to the official, let the .."

"No." The Mingyue Cases, "Yunner, don't you understand? The factory must know that the family Mi salt is difficult to escape. Why is it for five years in Zhang Beizhen, and the director has never heard it."

The cloud school is slowly floating.

"Yes," "Mingyue said softly," the north is large and small, and it has fallen. "

The sons are all face each other, and the cold winds are screaming. If you are molar, some people have hit a chill, and the horses are uneasy.

Mingyue holds the spirit card of Yushu and Situ, the spirit card arrived at the heart, as if there is a faintness.

Ah, will you bless me and Yue?

The bright moon closed his eyes, and the scent was ordered: "Take the horse to change the horse and return to Beijing."

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I didn't come out for ten days in the palace. I have continued to have a fast horse in Liaodong, and I have a gray face, I don't carefully look at the northwest victim. Xia Houzhen has been a new report today, saying that the front line is not bad, and it almost makes the bart to break the city. The court plans to adjust the north of Nan soldiers, but the national treasses are empty, and the military expenses are not enough. Sinking the discussion, with Jiangnan to pay tax, the officials in the middle of China are gone to the sink. If you play with a spit, Shen Wei has been drowned in the palm of the house.

Xiahou, several times, I wanted to go to the palace several times, but on the one hand, I thought he was angry in my heart. Xiahou, behind, a faint pain, a few days, riding is not comfortable. When the most started, the hunter was also pulled out, and he can't wait to pay a few punches in the sinking head. He is now long, and you will don't touch him in the future.

However, the most critical is that the gamma is still stunned, and it is not open. Recently, the newly caught the underground black of the capital, specializing in fake households, and they colluded with the officials of the house, helping the black households of the household registration. Xia Hou Yu Shun Teng is in touch with the list of fake household registration, caught a lot of gams and dark piles, but unfortunately there is still no seventeen news.

In the sunset, Xia Hou's mood is not good, riding on the orange sun returns, the reins lost to the long, he passed the flowers door, and the Shanxi is coming, I walked to the sink. He opened the door, leaned by the door, the merits of the sun penetrated the pane, and the ebony official hood chair, the dust flew in the light, like a small fireworks. He remembered the appearance of Shen Yu and sat there, the white cheeks, the quiet look, the years were long, as if there was no end.

Differently, he suddenly wanted to see the bastard.

"Small!" Lianxiang hit the waist door, "The young master passed out, on the table, you remember."

Xia Hou should take a sound, and before the table, I saw a flower spot under the bottom of the town. Didn't write a few words above, just say: "The first day, the four days of dry wee, the court is like the rain, and the sleeves are one night, the sleeve is angry, and the special number is given."

The flowers are placed on the side of the flower, and Xia Hou is open the sachet, there are a few pears, white, and it is good. Only Xia Houzhen is not very clear, he has never had a habit of smoking, why gave him this?

I always feel that the man is smoked by the pig ...

"Small!" Lianxiang is outside the window, "I forgot to say, the young master said that you must write a letter to him."

"Okay, I know!" Xia Hou said.

Is this the meaning of Hongyan's book? The two men are embarrassed to engage in these things. He touched the flowers of the sink, and it was printed on the unevenness flower cream. Hua Hou, Xia Hou, feel helpless.

Forget it, I haven't seen it ten days, according to him.

Xia Hou, took out the paper, and the pen is hovering in the air. This is really difficult for him. It is usually used to take the knife. If you don't want to kill, you don't want to think. If you close your eyes, you know what to use. Can you write a word, really can't, especially write, what? I have eaten today, I ate a drawer pork bag in the morning, I ate the red pig hand and onion pots made by lotus fragrance at noon. Can you write like this, write it?

Xia Hou, a gang, I thought for a long time, wrote: Eat well, don't become a small half bowl, with chickens. A big man, at the beginning, you can eat three bowls.

I wrote it for a long time, I can't do it, Xia Hou, I didn't think it, wrinkled with the paper, and changed a new write. This time, Xia Hou, reported over and over again, and also said that the East Factory has been in the East Factory. It can be reported to him with the official document of the factory, and then it is more than one.

I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. The house is gradually darker. The sunset is quietly sound, the night is thick, the moonlight does not know when they entered the house, fall in his fingertips, as if touching Ice hands. Xia Hou squatted his hair, a blink of an eye-catching in the case, quiet, there is a shortness of the scent to the nose.

He held his head and laughed and poked the sachet, finally made a pen again, and the ink of the squatted on paper.

"Sijun is very embarrassed, what day is home?"

He braked dried ink, putting the rice paper in the case, supporting his face. Moonlight sprinkled on paper, outlined his writing. This is just that he has written the best word.

The window sounded outside the window, and the thin skewers were broken, and the wind floated. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, the two cylinders in the autumn house, the four knives in the four, the bloody wind in the ten years, as if the life is destined, there is I can't see the silk, traded together. He put away the sachets in his arms, blowing the candle, standing up and preparing to go to the knife furnace. After the night is complete, I will be a peerless murder.

Just went to the door, the hand touched and the door panel, the leg suddenly sent softly, he almost slammed it, barely support the door, but whose calf is not upset, that is like a soft Mud, gradually losing consciousness. He didn't know what happened, trembled back, holding a plump and table and chair back to the side of the Luo Han bed, lie down.

The feeling of numbness is like a thin snake. It is very fast, and there is a warm liquid on his face. It is not clear in the darkness. I can't see it in the dark. I only see the copper coil. child. He gradually understood that it did not work in July and a half, and Shen Yan didn't play. It just lurked, like a snake, now it came out, he bite him, it is too unfair.

He wanted to be a lotus, and the mouth came out, he can't say something.

Explore the hand to spend a few a few vases, too far, not enough. He painted blood in pain, and his throat is full of rust. The night is quiet, he listens to the ring of the bell-tone, and slowly returns God. Is this going to die? But he still has a lot of things that have not been completed, and sevente can't find it. I don't know what to worry, he wrote to Shen Yu's letter. However, there is no way, he is finished, his heart has a premonition, the darkness is approaching from all sides from all sides, and the rendering of his sin is finally coming tonight.

I am not afraid in my heart, just some regrets. Must kill, must be kill. He knew that he had already died, escaped for so long, Tianshen finally woke up, sent him uncomfortable. He sideways, watch the moon outside the diamond window, the round round hangs in the treetop, looking quietly.

Good goals ...

Why do he want him to look at him? He thought of it for a long time, I didn't want to understand. I have wanted to ask for an empty question, but unfortunately there is no chance. That fool, what extent can you like him? But it is so good, he thinks, I like this, this is his best in this life.

He reached out, the faint moon is linked in the fingertips, like holding the sinking and the wind. His hearts have light sorrows and deep love. The clouds floated, and the Moon is quietly strengthened from the fingertips, his hand falls from the air and falls on the couch.

In the quiet night wind, there is only the jade bell-bit buttons.