The insects roar in the summer, and people are afraid of nine.

Although the nine-year period has not arrived, Guanzhong is covered with gray and yellow in winter, and the cold wind is blowing, and only the rustling sound of fallen leaves can be heard.

At this time, most ordinary people have entered beds to save carbon fire expenses.

Even the big and high-door owners have closed the windows and doors and surrounded the carbon furnace.

The whole world suddenly became quiet on a winter night, and Junyangfang, who was in the mountains, seemed even cold and silent.

The neat footsteps and the low voices of discussion can be heard.

"This is really cold weather. When you change shifts later, brothers, go to a house to have some wine to warm up your body?"

Through the yellowed light, a small group of people were wearing thick jackets, sheepskin shoes, and long swords were hanging on their waists.

There are only a dozen people in this team. If you look closely, you can still see a hint of childishness from the exposed face.

The person who spoke was the young man walking in the front of the team.

"Haha, I won't go. Next time, I will definitely go next time." The young man walking in the middle smiled and said first.

The young man in front was dissatisfied and said a little resentful: "Gangzi, you are too unfaithful. Since you married a wife, you have always said this."

The others immediately took the conversation and quipped.

"Fusheng, don't call Gangzi anymore. It's certainly warmer to hold your wife than to drink. Someone happened to buy some good wine at home and wait for a while to get it."

"Gangzi loves his wife. Besides, Gangzi's wife usually makes a lot of delicious food for us. Let's not make things difficult for Gangzi!"

"Hehe, when you have a wife, you will love your wife and ask her to make delicious food for your brothers."

"Haha... let's wait."

These comments warmed everyone's hearts, only the young man in front of him murmured with a depressed look on his face.

"A group of guys who value sex over friends, it's better to drink than to marry a wife!"

The young man named Gangzi smiled shyly and did not respond.

Thinking of his wife at home, a happy smile appeared on her face.

Walking at the end of the team, the person holding a lantern in one hand and pressing the knife on the hilt with the other hand, glanced at the surroundings vigilantly and said:

"You can drink after shift changes, as long as you don't have to leave, but now you are cheering up for someone. Fusheng is not talking too much, don't always eat and drink, you should save money to marry a wife."

Fusheng smiled and said proudly: "Captain, don't worry, everyone is paying attention! But when it comes to marrying a wife, it will only affect a certain sword drawing speed. Besides, are the people in Junyangfang afraid that they can't marry?"

"Yes, now many matchmakers come to Junyangfang to propose marriage, and our young men are all dazzled."

"Hehehe, my mother said that there were many matchmakers at home who came to say they were kissing!"

...

Suddenly, everyone started to discuss it in a slight manner.

The captain was immediately moved.

Nowadays, not only are they full and well-dressed, but they also live in brand new houses and receive a generous amount of money every month. This kind of life is like being in the fairy world.

Thinking of this, the captain said, "Since everyone knows the beauty of life, they should cherish it more. You should know that life is hard-won and others are jealous. If the count hadn't shelter us from the wind and rain, how could we have such a beautiful life? Everyone should know how to be grateful."

Thinking about my past life, I couldn’t eat enough, slept in the open, let alone getting married, and everyone was silent.

After a moment of silence, Fusheng said, "Captain, everyone in Junyangfang knows that these are given by Bo Zhongyi. This is also the reason why someone usually has to train so hard. He hopes that the count will be selected next time he chooses the guards."

"Captain, tell us where did you go after being selected?"

"Yes, yes..."

Looking at the group of young men in front of him who were shining with admiration and passion, the captain in his twenties remembered the scene half a month ago.

His eyes became a little confused. If he hadn't been bitten by a poisonous snake, he might have become a guardian.

However, thinking of the chance in the future, I felt ambitious again and shouted, "Okay, okay, let's talk about these things later. Hurry up, pay attention to me and don't lose my face. If the count just came back today, I'll see if I won't peel you off."

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but immediately raised their chests and raised their breath, and their eyes glanced at each other from time to time. Even the whistling cold wind was not so cold, because there was a hot heart in their chests.

The sound of footsteps gradually drifted away in the howling cold wind.

*******

The night is like a demon's big mouth swallowing the world.

In the Yang Mansion of Junyangfang, the yellow light added a hint of light to the night.

A small separation is better than a newlywed. I hugged my soft body and rolled on the warm quilt, feeling the lubrication of white jade like mutton fat, smelling the fragrance of fragrant orchids, and my ears and my love makes this cold night look strong.

Wu Meiniang was weak all over and her mind was blank.

At this time, her pretty face was as beautiful as blood, her little head leaned against Yang Fan's wide and strong chest, and her little hands kept drawing circles.

After a while of breath, Wu Meiniang spoke in a sweet voice of Xianglan and said, "Husband is so cruel. I've been away for a month. Don't you want Meiniang?"

Looking at Wu Meiniang who is like a little woman, it is hard to imagine that such a lovely person can become Her Majesty Wu Zetian holding the world.

Now she is simply a clingy little resentful woman.

Yang Fan felt the tenderness and gentleness in his hand comfortably, and pointed Wu Meiniang's pouting cherry lips and said in a doting way: "Isn't this for our future? But, if Meiniang dares to move around again, my husband will be punished."

Feeling that Yang Fan was about to move again, Wu Meiniang didn't dare to play with fire anymore. She had just had a crazy time and was so fragile that she was so hard that she had no strength to bear it.

The charming pretty face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly stopped the small movement in his hand and quickly talked to him.

"Husband!"

"Um?"

"Why do you have to train so many guards alone? Is it also for Jun Yangfang?" Wu Meiniang asked carefully.

Yang Fan hugged Yingying's slender waist and replied, "Why can't you train the guards? Besides, which one of the aristocratic families in the Tang Dynasty has thousands or tens of thousands?"

Wu Meiniang was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "It's not that I can't train, but I'm afraid that Your Majesty will have ideas. Besides, there are more and more workshops in Junyangfang now, and people coming in to work are mixed. There are inevitably no villains with ulterior motives among these people. Meiniang is worried..."

Yang Fan laughed and said, "My grandma doesn't have to worry. Training these guards alone is just to ensure that just in case. If these guards can persist, plus the equipment provided by their husbands, it is not bad to fight a hundred in the future. Those who want to make small moves are just clowns and cannot become a climate."

"As for the work of the big-open workshops and the hiring of disaster victims and refugees, it is not only to help them have a meal, but more importantly to verify some of the ideas in my mind, and to see if it is feasible in the Tang Dynasty."

Wu Meiniang nodded obediently, raised her head and asked, "What is your husband's idea? Tell me and let Meiniang listen."

"I want to build a paradise or even an ideal country in this Tang Dynasty that can only exist in the legend?"

"Ah? Ideal Country? Husband, are you... Are you going to rebel?"

These words obviously scared Wu Meiniang and stuttered.

At this time, Wu Meiniang had not experienced the intrigues in the deep palace, nor did she experience the ancient Qingdeng Temple like a dry Zen, nor did she evolve into her own protection and became cruel and ruthless Queen Wu Zetian.

Now she is just a concubine from a noble family and noble mansion. All she wants is her husband's favor and a wealth of life.

Or they fantasize that one day they will be eligible for their decree and become a destiny that everyone envies.

Now her life has made her very satisfied. She has a husband who loves her and has the affairs of all kinds of the mansion in her hands. She can be said to be happy and fulfilling.

She couldn't imagine how earth-shaking changes would bring once her husband really had the idea of ​​rebelling.

Wu Meiniang was nervous inside.

Yang Fan naturally felt the slight trembling of this warm and fragrant body.

He comforted her lubricated jade back with loving care and explained: "This is just a metaphor. My husband just wants to build a paradise where everyone has food to eat, everyone has clothes to wear, old age has something to rely on, and few have something to raise."

"The people and neighbors in this paradise are harmonious. They can stay away from their doors at night and pick up their leaves on the road. Even if natural disasters and man-made disasters occur, there will be no tragic appearance of the world where children are changed."

"The ultimate goal is to let the people do their best to get what they need..."
Chapter completed!