C25 Snowledge of Snowledge in Boiling Furnace

The year 1864 of the Western Calendar was just three years away from Tongzhi's date. Since entering the La month, the Northern Capital City had been immersed in an extremely rich annual flavor, and this year's annual flavor was much heavier than the previous years. The reason was simple. The disaster of long hair, which had been causing trouble for the past 13 years, had finally ended. Following a huge fire in the Southern Capital City, it had completely ignited Tongzhi's Zenith Sect.

The streets were full of children running around, and the grocery and the rice noodle shop were packed with people, the purchasing capital. The unique shouting from hundreds of years ago had been raised to its highest pitch at this moment. Little Buddy and the others shouted like they were competing. They knew that wanting to bring home a few extra coins at the end of the year would depend on today.

In fact, the life of Northern Capital City was still as miserable as ever. The economy that had been ravaged by the war had not recovered at all. But wasn't living for the sake of a hope? Since the Daqing had completely annihilated long hair, his future life should be better, right?

It was within this kind of illusory hope that people's numb faces unexpectedly revealed an additional trace of smile. Everyday, when they went to the temple to pray that the Emperor live forever and the Daqing live for tens of thousands of years, the incense would also burn brighter.

It was already the 26th of the Moon. As the saying went, twenty-six meat cuttings, twenty-seven chicken butchers, and two hundred and eighty-nine noodles were distributed. This was practically the last big wave of purchases made in the previous year. And it was today, the late arriving Flag Rating had finally sent it out, and it was a rare seven discounts, not the five or four discounts from its most ferocious fight.

This time, the entire city was filled with cheers and cheers. Everyone was shouting "Long live Emperor". Empress Mother was enlightened.

For example, when the English and French entered the Beijing four years ago, Flag Man had already fallen to begging for food on the streets. Forget about Flag Rating, even drinking a mouthful of mixed grain noodle soup was an extravagant hope. After that, Emperor had no intention to make up for it. In the next few years, his condition was slightly better, but his monthly allowance was reduced by 40% and 50%.

The Master Flag Mans have been much thinner these last few years. Just a few days ago, Flag Man, who filled the entire city, was still complaining about the Flag Rating's delay in giving out the meat. He did not expect that Emperor and Empress Mother would have such a big surprise.

Just as the entire city was celebrating, a group of people arrived at the Capital. They did not have the time to admire the situation in the imperial city a hundred years ago, and rushed straight to the Western City flower alley.

In the depths of the alley was a pitch-black courtyard. A few ancient trees peeked out from the yard. One could tell that this house had a long history. All of the horses and stones at the front gate had been worn out. One could imagine just how glorious this house had been all those years ago.

This was Fucheson's house, and Qing San Ye had inherited it from his ancestors. Although it was only an outer house that Fu Kangan had set up in the old days, with dryad at Fuche's peak, an outer house was already extremely luxurious.

"Aiya, you really are a pig brain. I told you that we're going to buy beef and lamb meat from the Gathering Treasure Street. You really don't remember …" In front of the main entrance of the courtyard, Aunt of the Manchu clan was giving instructions on how to eat the melon seeds.

"Where's Wang Housekeeper? If he was asked to buy firecrackers, why wasn't he seen for the better part of the day? Did you go to the teahouse to listen to the show again? "See if I break his legs when I come back …"

"Aiya, my Fan family girl, why did you come out to work? "You're Guest, how can I let you do that? Accompany Big Sister here and watch. We will grill lamb at noon. We, Wu Tie, do not have so many rules. Women can also come to the table …"

The Fan family girl that ran out from the yard was Fan Lian's Daughter, tiger chick. After the relationship between the Yi County and Fu Qing's family deepened, and the two families would move around from time to time. As for the Manchuria Aunt, she was Fu Qing's own grandson, Fu Hui. She was twenty-nine years old this year, and would be thirty years old by the time the year was over.

Speaking of Fu Hui, she was Manchu, Auntli's celebrity. At 17 years of age, she had only been married for three years before she died of illness. Manchuria Female did not talk about the Han Chinese. At the age of 22, she married a cow record with a blue flag. Unfortunately, after only two years of marriage, the cow record died on the battlefield in the south.

The two unfortunate marriages didn't hurt her. The strong Fu Hui started his third marriage, and as a result, four years ago, at the age of 25, he actually married Han Chen. Of course, two of Duke's husbands' women had died, and the people pitied her, closing their eyes at the same time, not bothering to pay any attention to the unbridled prohibition of marriage in Manchu.

Fu Hui's life was too miserable. Just when they were about to get married, the English and French broke into the Northern Capital City, and on the way there, that Han Chen was nowhere to be seen, not even a corpse could be found. God knows how he disappeared.

From then on, no one dared to propose marriage to Fu Hui anymore. This Manchuria Aunt was completely abandoned. Han Chen's family was not a Prominent Class and the Capital City did not have much property. Fu Hui had no choice but to go back to her family to accompany her brother.

Although Fu Hui's life was not good, she was still a very straightforward person. She was good at handling household chores and making connections with relatives and friends within the Eight Banners. Anyone with a big problem would be able to handle it if Fu Hui were to make a move. Gradually, there was also the nickname of female Zhuge in the Beijing. Even empress dowagers was sighing over her background.

To be honest, when Fu Qing wanted to operate the operation to return to the Capital City, he did so under the control of Old Big Sister. With Fu Qing, that idealist, he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it.

"Aiyo, why is my hands so cold? Men! Hurry up and pour me a bowl of ginger candy. All of you don't have eyes for the price, I'll deduct your wages later …" "Hahaha, Sisters, don't be offended. Big Sister and the rest of her family, Slave, won't serve you. They will only feel itchy if they don't scold you for a day …"

Just as tiger chick was carrying the hot ginger water, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the street. Soon, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. The little girl's eyes had been covered by water vapor.

"What's wrong? "Is it hot …" tiger chick did not care what Big Sis Fu Hui was talking about. She stood up and stared fixedly at the figure in the distance.

This was great, with Xiao Letian, this bad guy, no one would dare to bully him anymore, including his Eldest Uncle.

"Sister, what are you looking at?" Who was this group of people, to be so ostentatious … Aiyo, the one in the lead is a singer, right? "Why is his face so handsome …" Fu Hui's heart thumped at that moment, as if she had knocked over a spice bottle.

"Hahaha, tiger chick, you really made it easy for me to find you. I'll go to South of the city first, but Housekeeper told me that you and old shopkeeper were here. I thought Fu Qing was no longer an outsider, so I came here to be an evil guest …" Xiao Letian dismounted from his horse. His figure was as handsome as it could get.

At this time, Xiao Letian was no longer as bedraggled as when he was in the mountains. In just two short months, Xiao Letian had already revealed epistatic's temperament from inside out. His eyes were filled with an aggressive light.

Xiao Letian turned around to look at Fu Hui. At that time, he exclaimed in his heart, "Heavens, isn't this the real Wang Xifeng?" This mature woman's unique temperament was simply unforgettable. However, he didn't have the time to appreciate her beauty right now, so he merely nodded at her in a friendly manner before grabbing onto tiger chick's hand and charging in.

"Fu Qing..." Qing San Ye... "Heretic, you have to take care of food …" As he spoke, he rushed in as if it were his own home. All the servants in the gatehouse were dumbfounded. They had never seen Guest like this before, there was neither a greeting card nor an appointment, just rushing in with Master's name. At least Qing San Ye had a real fourth stage Zhou Tie, and he didn't even have a Door Packs.

"Aiyo, Aunt, take a look at this. Look at what's going on …" Housekeeper slapped his thigh and wanted to chase after Qing San Ye with his men, but at this moment, they heard Qing San Ye's hearty laughter from the backyard.

"Oh Xiao brother. You finally came today. You and I won't leave until we're drunk. Manager Fan's is also here …." Housekeeper immediately shrunk his neck when he heard that. Heavens, he's Xiao Letian? San Ye recited Mr. Xiao eight hundred times a day?

Fu Hui's eyes suddenly lit up. She thought to herself, "He really is a character. No wonder Brothers, who has eyes above his head, would be so obsessed with it. Forget about talent, just his appearance makes him look like a top rich person." At that moment, she saw a few burly men standing at the door. She quickly smiled and told Housekeeper to arrange the food and drinks.

It was unknown when the sky had darkened, but at noon, when the big copper hotpot had fully bloomed, snow suddenly fell from the sky, and in a short period of time, the entire yard had turned white.

"So carefree, so carefree! Watching the snowy scenery around the furnace, moreover there's Mr. Xiao's Qi Wen drinking, I'm very lucky!" "I'm very lucky!" Qing San Ye was already drunk before he even drank three cups. He and Fan Lian were fighting to read the script that Xiao Letian had brought with them. When they saw the wonderful part where Xiao Letian had brought a glass of wine, the ancients said that Chinese books can be used for alcohol.

The three men and two women gathered around a glass of wine to drink and eat mutton meat. This feeling made Xiao Letian feel extremely warm, especially since he could occasionally clink cups with the two beauties and have two more mouthfuls of meat slices. The happiness of a hundred years ago immediately surrounded him.

Xiao Letian looked at Fu Qing with disdain. This guy really had no experience, wasn't it just the story of the Spain's invincible Fleet? His blood boiled as he gulped down three cups of wine. Manager Fan was also there. With one look, one could tell that he was an old money grubber, his eyes lit up the moment he saw that the Atlantic Ocean was flooded with countless sea ships filled with treasure. If he was given one, he would definitely be the first one to charge up.

Not to mention how virtuous tiger chick was today, she had already blushed after drinking two cups of wine, so she didn't say anything further. A pair of chopsticks served Xiao Letian specifically, and not long after, she had already figured out how much more mature meat Xiao Letian liked, and putting more leek in the sauce was something she had found carefully. This time, it really made Xiao Letian happy.

He sighed with emotion. In Xiao Letian's childhood, how could there be such a virtuous Girl? He would care for his beloved man whenever he didn't eat, and his eyes were filled with the glow of attachment.

"What a good essay. It's really a good essay!" While Xiao Letian was enjoying it, Manager Fan patted the Table and said, "We can't stop reading. We can't stop reading this book at all. I will arrange someone to read it tonight. I will double the bounty to make mister's book come out early!"

"But Mr. Xiao, you haven't finished writing this book, how did UK, France and that Netherlands come about? "If you're not finished, just print it, is that okay …"

After Xiao Letian heard this, he laughed, "Hahaha, Manager Fan, you don't understand anymore. This is called serial loading, it's the latest book production form, the 150,000 words are just enough to print one copy. The story here is enough for book reader to read in detail for an entire night... "

"With these words at the bottom, book reader has become addicted. After that, I won't print it. Every time I write a chapter, I will post it all over the street for people to see. I will make these even more anxious book reader to death." "Hahaha …"

Wu Tie rolled his eyes in anger, "Shameless, shameless. As book reader, how can you be so shameless? You are too dishonest. If it is like this, book reader will scold you to death …"

"Shameless? San Ye discovered my good points so quickly! Thank you, thank you... "You are truly wise …" After saying that, Xiao Letian, who was half-drunk, rushed over to shake hands with Fu Qing.

This time, Fu Hui could no longer hold back her laughter. At that time, she covered her mouth and giggled, when had she ever seen such an interesting young man in the Daqing? There was actually a kind of evil that seeped out from the depths of her bones, and this kind of evil was really addictive.

"Smile like a flower!" However, this was the only word that flashed through Xiao Letian's mind. At that moment, the more he looked at Fu Hui, the more she looked like the Wang Xinfeng in his 84th edition Dream of the Red Chamber. Xiao Letian, who was half-drunk, felt like he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.