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Chapter 1 One year of poverty and the end of winter (Part 1)

The first six: The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is mysterious and yellow.

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"Brother Jiu, it seems that there is no hope?" Seeing Cheng Jiu come out of the headquarters in disappointment, Zhang Sheng greeted him, "How is it, are you right?"

Cheng Jiu brought a hat to block the snow in the sky, and nodded in a muffled voice, walked back listlessly on the snow, and said unhappily, "Well, that's right. You must ban it all."

"Didn't say anything else? The Emperor died strangely."

"No matter how strange it is, Han Xuanhui is watching. What kind of sneaky can he do? There are fewer people choking to death by smoking this time?" Cheng Jiu curled his lips disdainfully, and then became listless again. "I was hoping to get a book to pay the bill before the New Year, but now it's all over!"

"Whether you make a copy or not, Brother Jiu, you must be punished by Sister Jiu at night to put the night pot."

"Turn your mother's indifference, when did I, Chengjiu, have I been afraid of that woman? I have made her a name for her!"

"I also asked her to hide at Brother Li's house the day before yesterday?"

"Of course." Looking at Zhang Sheng's expression that was as if he was smiling, Cheng Jiu blushed, coughed twice, and said angrily: "Last time, Emperor Cao, I was forced to change the time. This time it was another hundred days. Haha, stop playing!"

The Cuju League season is now the New Year's Eve, especially in the first lunar month of the twelfth lunar month. The playoffs and the main dynasty competition have become an indispensable scenic spot in Tokyo, just like firecrackers and peach talismans. The reason why it has become like this from the end of the year is that when Empress Cao was honored for the immortal, the world was banned for joy for 100 days, and the two major leagues in the capital were also banned.

The emperor must practice filial piety. No one dares to get out of trouble with this big hat. The leaders of the two major associations were more and more obedient and obediently maintained the funeral for a hundred days before the competition started again. It is okay to say that the horse racing is not a matter of fewer competitions, but the Cuju League system is there, and it is impossible to fill the three-month vacancy in a hurry. It can only be postponed. The league that does not celebrate the New Year will become a New Year's Eve.

This time, it took another three months to delay, and I don’t know how the schedule will be changed in the future. Cheng Jiu, who always wins the prize money for pocket money, can’t complain? He still gets a monthly income from Cuju every month...

"Zhao Yuhou, who is beside Huayin Hou, said the day before yesterday that the two leagues will definitely be suspended. Can you keep doing such a big deal of death? Brother Jiu, don't believe it."

"Whoever says he doesn't believe it, isn't he just a thought?"

"Brother Jiu, be careful behind!"

Zhang Sheng, who was talking to Cheng Jiu, suddenly screamed.

Cheng Jiu immediately dodged to the side of the road and looked back. There were four or five people riding on the horse, just behind him.

But although they rode their horses, they were not fast, and there were still three or four feet apart, so there was no need to make a fuss.

"What are you calling? You didn't hit me, but you were scared." Cheng Jiu turned around and complained to Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng laughed and pulled Cheng Jiu to give way.

The leading rider among the few people nodded at Zhang Sheng and Cheng Jiu, as if thanking him for making the way out, and looked very angry.

Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Which yamen is this, who has such a good temper?"

"If you don't have a horse, you're definitely not a big deal." Cheng Jiu shook his head.

The leading rider looks like a identifiable official, but if he is a little overwhelmed, he will shout even louder than an old man from a distance.

Moreover, several people rode Hexi horses less than four feet and five feet a little. If ten years ago, most of the commanders of the horse army did not have such a good mount. But now, there is no big horse that is nearly five feet long. Is this called the Yanei in Beijing? I feel embarrassed to say hello to others when I go out.

"Luckily not." Zhang Sheng sighed.

If you are really a high-ranking family, you will be hit. If you are alive, you will be paid for some medicine and medicine, and if you are dead, you will be paid for some burning and burying money. This is the only way to compensate.

Officials in the world protect each other, and the majority of the people who hide the matter will be exposed. Those who will be exposed are all because their own son or uncle have confessed.

"By the way, when I went to drink the day before yesterday, I heard Li Dutou of the Xuanyi Army say that the Firearms Bureau will pick people to practice artillery after the New Year. In Beijing, all the troops in the imperial guards who are willing to transfer to the Shenji Army can register."

"I have heard of this, too." Cheng Jiu nodded, but he was always lazy and disgusted and did not want to get involved. "Double exercises a day can take a day off for ten days, can you bear it?"

"Just pay more money for salary. And this is the new military quota, and it is easy to get promoted if it is done well. Brother Jiu, didn't you say you have to pay back the debt? You will spend more money in the future, so you have to make more money."

"Let me think about it again." Cheng Jiu hesitated. He would have money when he went there, and maybe he still had the right, but the hard work was hard, "Let me think about it again."

Instead of urging him, Zhang Sheng lifted his hat and looked at the sky: "The snow has stopped."

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"The snow has stopped."

When Hangang came out, there was still some fine snow like rice grains in the sky, but now it finally stopped. The sky was gray or white, and I don’t know when it would fall again.

The carbohydrate fire that had been burning for three days was extinguished yesterday.

However, it is not manpower. Shen Kuo, the new Quanzhi Kaifeng Prefecture, commanded the military and civilians in the capital to prevent the spread of the fire and truly eliminate the fire. It was the heavy snow that began to fall the night before yesterday.

When the snow arrived at the fire, it immediately turned into rain. Water and fire stimulated, and immediately smoke filled the air, and the fire became even worse, causing considerable interference to the firefighting work. From the night before yesterday, to the past two days, the city was locked by fog outside the east gate.

But in the end, water overcomes fire. As more snow falls, water accumulates. Slowly, it presses down the fire and then extinguishes it bit by bit.

The snow is gray and it quickly accumulates when it falls on the ground. A lot of smoke in the air is washed away, but the faint smell that lingers at the nose also reminds people what happened a few days ago.

In this fire, more than 200 soldiers and civilians were killed directly due to the fire, and several times the injuries were injured.

In just these few days, chaos in the capital occurred frequently. Kaifeng Prefecture caught hundreds of thieves, and there were more than a dozen of them executed on the spot for various reasons.

At the same time, in order to prevent the fire from spreading, there were thousands of demolished houses around the carboniferous farm, so there were as many as four or five thousand displaced people. Shen Kuo was so busy cleaning up the mess.

However, the deepest memory left by this fire to the world is not the hundreds of dead and thousands of victims, but the other person.

The Supreme Emperor before the fire, and the Emperor Xizong after the fire.

A big fire took the Supreme Emperor away from the triple wall of the fire, which is incredible.

Some people look for the meaning of the temple title and posthumous title, thinking all day long about what the prime ministers are planning. Some simply believe that there is a conspiracy and secretly denounce the prime minister to not support the country.

But more scholars wanted to ask whether they would still be enrolled in the imperial examinations as usual this year. Most people did not criticize the reasons for Zhao Xu's great career.

The rumors of the death of the family being deceased because of the charcoal gas is not a market legend, but a common occurrence every year. One or two of the hundreds of people know about it. Moreover, this time, more people are ill due to thick smoke, and more than one hundred people are incurred in the emergency. Zhao Xu is not special, but his influence afterwards is different from ordinary people. Not only does he die, but he also pulls down the image of the emperor a lot.

These were what Han Gang could have expected, but he didn't expect the Tokyo military and civilians to accept them so quickly.

But he didn't care about his business for the time being. When he arrived at his destination, Han Gang turned over and dismounted.

Si Chang came out to greet him, and Han Gang handed over the reins: "Are my father-in-law better today?"

"My husband is much better."

Since leaving the palace, Wang Anshi has been bedridden due to sadness and has been very concerned about his invitation. Han Gang was worried and has visited the door for the past two days.

He and Si Chang asked and answered each other. Without asking a few questions, the king had already rushed out to greet him.

Seeing that there were only a few people guarding Han Gang, Wang Bang immediately changed his face, "Yu Kun, why are you bringing these people?"

"Now, there is no official and all the light. What should so many people do?"

Zhao Xu made a big mistake, whether he was willing or unintentional, with Zhao Xu's age, Wang Anshi and Han Gang, as the emperor's teachers, cannot give up on the blame, and must be responsible for it.

Han Gang thus induces his crime and resigns from all the assignments, and asks to demote the principal, dispersed officials, titles and other titles, and even the posts such as the Bachelor of the Zizheng Hall were given up.

Although Queen Mother Xiang has not approved it yet, Han Gang has stopped going to the palace and no longer wears Zizhang's clothes and goldfish bags.

Like Han Gang, Wang Anshi and Cheng Hao both submitted a statement to resign from their official positions as head of the imperial court and gave up their responsibilities.

All lecturers in the imperial lectures were like this. In one day, the Emperor Education Team, which originally had a strong lineup, now only has a brand left.

Hangang went out these two days without wearing public uniforms or flags, and was simply following the light car. Hexi horses riding along with three or five companions were not eye-catching on the street. To be honest, the rascals who occupies several streets in the capital are even more prominent.

"Yukun, you are still convenient on the way?"

"There are not many people walking on the road, and there are not many cars and horses. However, there are not much snow on the road. Shen Cunzhong is suitable for this position."

"Just don't delay the errands."

Han Gang smiled and said, "With Shen Cunzhong's talent, he wouldn't be in a hurry to do this."

Normally, the emperor was in great service. Before the coffin entered the mountain tomb, the official road must be renovated. The bridge and road were the responsibility that the prefect of Kaifeng could not shirk. In order to show his talents, Shen Kuo did not refuse. Now he is not touching the ground, but he is at ease.

"There are others coming today?" Han Gang asked as he walked.

"Zhang Zihou is here, and his father is seeing him inside."

Han Gang stopped in front of the inner courtyard and saw Zhang Dun stepping out from inside. When he saw Han Gang's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

This was the first time Hangang saw Zhang Dun in a few days. He and Wang Hou met him. After seeing the ceremony, Zhang Dun said goodbye and left first. When he passed by Hangang, he left his words.

His tone was cold and hard: "Yukun, I have something to ask you later."

What is this called... Asking for guilt?
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