Chapter 675
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Goose feather heavy snow, swaying wind, in an instant will the entire Lingbo lake, completely shrouded in a piece of silver.
Lingbo lake, located at the south end of summer, will keep its temperature above zero even in deep winter. Therefore, there was wind and rain here, but there was no snow. But in the evening, including Qiushui city and the whole of Chuzhou, there was snow.
Many people in Qiushui city went out of their homes and reached out their hands to catch the once-in-a-thousand-year snowflake. But somehow, the snow falling one after another has a breath of extreme sadness, which makes people cry for no reason.
This snow is the tears of sadness and weeping in this field.
"Miss, why are you crying?"
By the lake of Qiushui City, Qiao Yue, who had been staying in the Daxia school palace for a day, was preparing to go back to his residence. His delicate face was full of tears, and the young maid's voice of inquiry sounded in his ear. Then the former shook his head, lifted his hand to wipe away the tears that could not be restrained. He opened his mouth and replied:
"the people of Chuzhou are secretly looking forward to snow every winter, but it turns out that it is So sad, why do I feel so aggrieved? "
Under the black eaves of the Daxia academy, Xue Beichuan, a young scholar, walked into the snow, knelt down in the direction of Lingbo lake, and said softly:
"our master zuzeng said that although the road is merciless, the heaven and earth have spirit. Therefore, once a saint falls down, the heaven and earth will rain blood and sound a funeral bell to mourn for it The sighs and sorrows of heaven and earth. "
After he finished speaking, Xue Beichuan kowtowed three times, and his voice was extremely sad:
"Confucian scholar Xue Beichuan, send off the Empress Dowager and empress dowager, who will die in the great summer."
In the whole city of Qiushui, the monks with profound accomplishments also kneel down and kowtow, whistling and groaning. At the same time, the Shenjing city in the northwest of the summer is also snowing heavily. The snow is extremely abrupt and accompanied by the continuous howling north wind.
A gust of north wind blowing, leaving a piece of silver and white, the solemn and solemn White Emperor Palace all dyed white, as if put on the plain in advance.
All of a sudden, a fierce wind rose from nowhere in the palace of the White Emperor. At first, it turned around and gathered momentum. After a few breaths, it was like a charge of thousands of troops, with a plaintive cry. Straight to the White Emperor Palace Lingbo hall.
Under the constant impact of strong wind and blizzard, the whole normally strong Lingbo hall suddenly began to shake violently. At the same time, the wind seemed to ignore the house, making the thousands of lighted red candles extinguished one after another.
The original light from the hall gradually dimmed. After the last light went out, the plaque was hung on the gate of Lingbo hall. After shaking, it broke into two pieces and fell down.
After a few minutes, the gate of Lingbo hall opened inward, revealing the figure of a middle-aged maiden who had been waiting for the old empress dowager for years. Her face was full of tears, and she went out of the hall slowly, knelt down in the snow and murmured:
"Niang, you let me out of the palace, even this last journey did not let me follow, but you know, in this world, my family is also lucky Only you, where can I go
After the murmur fell, a little red light, accompanied by a strong fire attribute, constantly gathered from the middle-aged maid. Looking from a distance, it was like a red candle in the snow. Finally, the middle-aged maid looked up at the snow falling in the sky and continued to say:
"fortunately, Hong knows that you are afraid of the dark. If you go to another world and no one holds the lamp for your mother, then How bad, let me do it. I'm familiar with this job! "
After finishing the speech, the strong and extreme fire attribute vitality blooms out in an instant, like a red candle suddenly lit, releasing its own light and heat in an instant. Then, the head of the middle-aged maiden Xing Hong drops forward directly, and the blood gushing from the corners of her mouth flows on the snow under her body, dazzling.
At the center of the fog Island, it was replaced by the black snow boat of Lingbo.
The ship stopped on the lake and remained motionless, but in the cabin, Zhao Yu several people knelt down on the ground and did not get up for a long time.
All of a sudden, in the void above the lake, the dark shadows of all walks directly on the water. From far to near, they approach quickly. A sign of Youyi army, one of the four armies in summer, escorts something and comes to the ship in a flash.
Chen Yan, the head of the Youyi army's deputy commander, was solemn. He shouldered a dark golden coffin on his shoulder. He jumped up and jumped directly onto the deck of the ship. Then the beam broke and took the coffin and stepped into the cabin. He said in a soft voice:
"Your Majesty, the coffin is here."
After hearing the words, Zhao Yu got up and waved to open the coffin. Then he picked up the lifeless old lady and carefully put it into the coffin. The only thing the Empress Dowager buried with was the lamp that accompanied her for the rest of her life. She gently put it on her chest and folded her hands.
Then the young emperor looked at the peaceful face of the old man in the coffin for a long time. Then he raised his hand and closed the coffin. At the same time, a faint emperor's voice sounded:
"grandma, I wish you a good dream."When the coffin was closed, the snow on Lingbo Lake reached the peak in an instant, filling almost every inch of void. Then Zhao Yu's Huang Huang Emperor's voice rang through the sky:
"departure, take grandma back to the palace!"
Emperor Yinbi, the snow-white ship then sailed forward again, gradually disappearing in the snow. Over Lingbo lake, Lingbo whale's blue star like eyes have been quietly watching the ship sailing below in the void. The eyes are extremely sad. In front of the eyes of the whale star star star, there is a person sitting, and then a sigh is heard.
The middle-aged Taoist priest is sitting in the sky with a deep sigh in his eyes. He has lived longer than anyone in his life and has seen more of the world of mortals than anyone else. However, in the face of the passing of the empress dowager, even his hard and incomparable state of mind has produced great waves.
"Beauty's life is thin. I'm half responsible for your misfortune."
The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up and paid a long-distance obeisance to the boat sailing in the snow. This is a deep apology to the former first beauty of China's vast land. However, since ancient times, he has been a man of shame. Perhaps for the general trend of the world, the most beautiful skin bag is as small as dust.
But the old empress dowager used her whole life to tell the world that she was the most respected mother of a country in summer, no matter what her appearance was!
After the middle-aged Taoist priest worshipped him from afar, he continued to look down, watched him all the way, and opened his mouth gently:
"I'm here to send you off. The boat sails out to the clouds, and my dream is in the sky."
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Goose feather heavy snow, swaying wind, in an instant will the entire Lingbo lake, completely shrouded in a piece of silver.
Lingbo lake, located at the south end of summer, will keep its temperature above zero even in deep winter. Therefore, there was wind and rain here, but there was no snow. But in the evening, including Qiushui city and the whole of Chuzhou, there was snow.
Many people in Qiushui city went out of their homes and reached out their hands to catch the once-in-a-thousand-year snowflake. But somehow, the snow falling one after another has a breath of extreme sadness, which makes people cry for no reason.
This snow is the tears of sadness and weeping in this field.
"Miss, why are you crying?"
By the lake of Qiushui City, Qiao Yue, who had been staying in the Daxia school palace for a day, was preparing to go back to his residence. His delicate face was full of tears, and the young maid's voice of inquiry sounded in his ear. Then the former shook his head, lifted his hand to wipe away the tears that could not be restrained. He opened his mouth and replied:
"the people of Chuzhou are secretly looking forward to snow every winter, but it turns out that it is So sad, why do I feel so aggrieved? "
Under the black eaves of the Daxia academy, Xue Beichuan, a young scholar, walked into the snow, knelt down in the direction of Lingbo lake, and said softly:
"our master zuzeng said that although the road is merciless, the heaven and earth have spirit. Therefore, once a saint falls down, the heaven and earth will rain blood and sound a funeral bell to mourn for it The sighs and sorrows of heaven and earth. "
After he finished speaking, Xue Beichuan kowtowed three times, and his voice was extremely sad:
"Confucian scholar Xue Beichuan, send off the Empress Dowager and empress dowager, who will die in the great summer."
In the whole city of Qiushui, the monks with profound accomplishments also kneel down and kowtow, whistling and groaning. At the same time, the Shenjing city in the northwest of the summer is also snowing heavily. The snow is extremely abrupt and accompanied by the continuous howling north wind.
A gust of north wind blowing, leaving a piece of silver and white, the solemn and solemn White Emperor Palace all dyed white, as if put on the plain in advance.
All of a sudden, a fierce wind rose from nowhere in the palace of the White Emperor. At first, it turned around and gathered momentum. After a few breaths, it was like a charge of thousands of troops, with a plaintive cry. Straight to the White Emperor Palace Lingbo hall.
Under the constant impact of strong wind and blizzard, the whole normally strong Lingbo hall suddenly began to shake violently. At the same time, the wind seemed to ignore the house, making the thousands of lighted red candles extinguished one after another.
The original light from the hall gradually dimmed. After the last light went out, the plaque was hung on the gate of Lingbo hall. After shaking, it broke into two pieces and fell down.
After a few minutes, the gate of Lingbo hall opened inward, revealing the figure of a middle-aged maiden who had been waiting for the old empress dowager for years. Her face was full of tears, and she went out of the hall slowly, knelt down in the snow and murmured:
"Niang, you let me out of the palace, even this last journey did not let me follow, but you know, in this world, my family is also lucky Only you, where can I go
After the murmur fell, a little red light, accompanied by a strong fire attribute, constantly gathered from the middle-aged maid. Looking from a distance, it was like a red candle in the snow. Finally, the middle-aged maid looked up at the snow falling in the sky and continued to say:
"fortunately, Hong knows that you are afraid of the dark. If you go to another world and no one holds the lamp for your mother, then How bad, let me do it. I'm familiar with this job! "
After finishing the speech, the strong and extreme fire attribute vitality blooms out in an instant, like a red candle suddenly lit, releasing its own light and heat in an instant. Then, the head of the middle-aged maiden Xing Hong drops forward directly, and the blood gushing from the corners of her mouth flows on the snow under her body, dazzling.
At the center of the fog Island, it was replaced by the black snow boat of Lingbo.
The ship stopped on the lake and remained motionless, but in the cabin, Zhao Yu several people knelt down on the ground and did not get up for a long time.
All of a sudden, in the void above the lake, the dark shadows of all walks directly on the water. From far to near, they approach quickly. A sign of Youyi army, one of the four armies in summer, escorts something and comes to the ship in a flash.
Chen Yan, the head of the Youyi army's deputy commander, was solemn. He shouldered a dark golden coffin on his shoulder. He jumped up and jumped directly onto the deck of the ship. Then the beam broke and took the coffin and stepped into the cabin. He said in a soft voice:
"Your Majesty, the coffin is here."
After hearing the words, Zhao Yu got up and waved to open the coffin. Then he picked up the lifeless old lady and carefully put it into the coffin. The only thing the Empress Dowager buried with was the lamp that accompanied her for the rest of her life. She gently put it on her chest and folded her hands.
Then the young emperor looked at the peaceful face of the old man in the coffin for a long time. Then he raised his hand and closed the coffin. At the same time, a faint emperor's voice sounded:
"grandma, I wish you a good dream."When the coffin was closed, the snow on Lingbo Lake reached the peak in an instant, filling almost every inch of void. Then Zhao Yu's Huang Huang Emperor's voice rang through the sky:
"departure, take grandma back to the palace!"
Emperor Yinbi, the snow-white ship then sailed forward again, gradually disappearing in the snow. Over Lingbo lake, Lingbo whale's blue star like eyes have been quietly watching the ship sailing below in the void. The eyes are extremely sad. In front of the eyes of the whale star star star, there is a person sitting, and then a sigh is heard.
The middle-aged Taoist priest is sitting in the sky with a deep sigh in his eyes. He has lived longer than anyone in his life and has seen more of the world of mortals than anyone else. However, in the face of the passing of the empress dowager, even his hard and incomparable state of mind has produced great waves.
"Beauty's life is thin. I'm half responsible for your misfortune."
The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up and paid a long-distance obeisance to the boat sailing in the snow. This is a deep apology to the former first beauty of China's vast land. However, since ancient times, he has been a man of shame. Perhaps for the general trend of the world, the most beautiful skin bag is as small as dust.
But the old empress dowager used her whole life to tell the world that she was the most respected mother of a country in summer, no matter what her appearance was!
After the middle-aged Taoist priest worshipped him from afar, he continued to look down, watched him all the way, and opened his mouth gently:
"I'm here to send you off. The boat sails out to the clouds, and my dream is in the sky."
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Goose feather heavy snow, swaying wind, in an instant will the entire Lingbo lake, completely shrouded in a piece of silver. Lingbo lake, located at the south end of summer, will keep its temperature above zero even in deep winter. Therefore, there was wind and rain here, but there was no snow. But in the evening, including Qiushui city and the whole of Chuzhou, there was snow. Many people in Qiushui city went out of their homes and reached out their hands to catch the once-in-a-thousand-year snowflake. But somehow, the snow falling one after another has a breath of extreme sadness, which makes people cry for no reason. This snow is the tears of sadness and weeping in this field. "Miss, why are you crying?" By the lake of Qiushui City, Qiao Yue, who had been staying in the Daxia school palace for a day, was preparing to go back to his residence. His delicate face was full of tears, and the young maid's voice of inquiry sounded in his ear. Then the former shook his head, lifted his hand to wipe away the tears that could not be restrained. He opened his mouth and replied: "the people of Chuzhou are secretly looking forward to snow every winter, but it turns out that it is So sad, why do I feel so aggrieved? " Under the black eaves of the Daxia academy, Xue Beichuan, a young scholar, walked into the snow, knelt down in the direction of Lingbo lake, and said softly: "our master zuzeng said that although the road is merciless, the heaven and earth have spirit. Therefore, once a saint falls down, the heaven and earth will rain blood and sound a funeral bell to mourn for it The sighs and sorrows of heaven and earth. " After he finished speaking, Xue Beichuan kowtowed three times, and his voice was extremely sad: "Confucian scholar Xue Beichuan, send off the Empress Dowager and empress dowager, who will die in the great summer." In the whole city of Qiushui, the monks with profound accomplishments also kneel down and kowtow, whistling and groaning. At the same time, the Shenjing city in the northwest of the summer is also snowing heavily. The snow is extremely abrupt and accompanied by the continuous howling north wind. A gust of north wind blowing, leaving a piece of silver and white, the solemn and solemn White Emperor Palace all dyed white, as if put on the plain in advance. All of a sudden, a fierce wind rose from nowhere in the palace of the White Emperor. At first, it turned around and gathered momentum. After a few breaths, it was like a charge of thousands of troops, with a plaintive cry. Straight to the White Emperor Palace Lingbo hall. Under the constant impact of strong wind and blizzard, the whole normally strong Lingbo hall suddenly began to shake violently. At the same time, the wind seemed to ignore the house, making the thousands of lighted red candles extinguished one after another. The original light from the hall gradually dimmed. After the last light went out, the plaque was hung on the gate of Lingbo hall. After shaking, it broke into two pieces and fell down. After a few minutes, the gate of Lingbo hall opened inward, revealing the figure of a middle-aged maiden who had been waiting for the old empress dowager for years. Her face was full of tears, and she went out of the hall slowly, knelt down in the snow and murmured: "Niang, you let me out of the palace, even this last journey did not let me follow, but you know, in this world, my family is also lucky Only you, where can I go After the murmur fell, a little red light, accompanied by a strong fire attribute, constantly gathered from the middle-aged maid. Looking from a distance, it was like a red candle in the snow. Finally, the middle-aged maid looked up at the snow falling in the sky and continued to say: "fortunately, Hong knows that you are afraid of the dark. If you go to another world and no one holds the lamp for your mother, then How bad, let me do it. I'm familiar with this job! " After finishing the speech, the strong and extreme fire attribute vitality blooms out in an instant, like a red candle suddenly lit, releasing its own light and heat in an instant. Then, the head of the middle-aged maiden Xing Hong drops forward directly, and the blood gushing from the corners of her mouth flows on the snow under her body, dazzling. At the center of the fog Island, it was replaced by the black snow boat of Lingbo. The ship stopped on the lake and remained motionless, but in the cabin, Zhao Yu several people knelt down on the ground and did not get up for a long time. All of a sudden, in the void above the lake, the dark shadows of all walks directly on the water. From far to near, they approach quickly. A sign of Youyi army, one of the four armies in summer, escorts something and comes to the ship in a flash. Chen Yan, the head of the Youyi army's deputy commander, was solemn. He shouldered a dark golden coffin on his shoulder. He jumped up and jumped directly onto the deck of the ship. Then the beam broke and took the coffin and stepped into the cabin. He said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, the coffin is here." After hearing the words, Zhao Yu got up and waved to open the coffin. Then he picked up the lifeless old lady and carefully put it into the coffin. The only thing the Empress Dowager buried with was the lamp that accompanied her for the rest of her life. She gently put it on her chest and folded her hands. Then the young emperor looked at the peaceful face of the old man in the coffin for a long time. Then he raised his hand and closed the coffin. At the same time, a faint emperor's voice sounded: "grandma, I wish you a good dream."When the coffin was closed, the snow on Lingbo Lake reached the peak in an instant, filling almost every inch of void. Then Zhao Yu's Huang Huang Emperor's voice rang through the sky: "departure, take grandma back to the palace!" Emperor Yinbi, the snow-white ship then sailed forward again, gradually disappearing in the snow. Over Lingbo lake, Lingbo whale's blue star like eyes have been quietly watching the ship sailing below in the void. The eyes are extremely sad. In front of the eyes of the whale star star star, there is a person sitting, and then a sigh is heard. The middle-aged Taoist priest is sitting in the sky with a deep sigh in his eyes. He has lived longer than anyone in his life and has seen more of the world of mortals than anyone else. However, in the face of the passing of the empress dowager, even his hard and incomparable state of mind has produced great waves. "Beauty's life is thin. I'm half responsible for your misfortune." The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up and paid a long-distance obeisance to the boat sailing in the snow. This is a deep apology to the former first beauty of China's vast land. However, since ancient times, he has been a man of shame. Perhaps for the general trend of the world, the most beautiful skin bag is as small as dust. But the old empress dowager used her whole life to tell the world that she was the most respected mother of a country in summer, no matter what her appearance was! After the middle-aged Taoist priest worshipped him from afar, he continued to look down, watched him all the way, and opened his mouth gently: "I'm here to send you off. The boat sails out to the clouds, and my dream is in the sky." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
