Chapter 504

"Is this snow?"

The handsome middle-aged man, full of joy, sighed and stretched out his hands, trying to catch the dancing snowflakes in his hands. However, the snowflakes touched his palm and melted immediately. He seemed to be quite sorry, looking up at the sky, countless falling snow.

"It's so beautiful. It turns out that snowflakes are just like this. Snowflakes are so beautiful and holy. I finally saw the snow and stood in the snow dancing all over the sky."

Seeing a lot of snowflakes falling on his clothes, he was very happy. He opened his arms and straightened his arms to let more snowflakes fall on his clothes. Looking down at the snowflake carefully, he sighed and said: "there is no more beautiful and holy one than the snowflake. Even the heaven and earth have become a pure white. I don't want to. I can realize this dream in my life. I can see with my own eyes what snow looks like and what it feels like. "

Dressed in snow-white fox fur, he put it on the middle-aged man. A man bowed himself respectfully and said in a low voice: "it's cold in the snow, and the north wind is as cold as a knife. Please come into the hall and enjoy the snow with charcoal fire."

"What are you afraid of? It's rare to see Chang'an, the capital of central China, for so many years. I don't feel cold when I see the snow with my own eyes. "

With that, he threw off his fur and walked forward with a laugh, looking at the place he had trodden, making footprints on the white snow. Then he waved his hand and said, "be quiet. Don't make any noise. Listen to me."

"Creak..."

Every step, you can hear the sound of stepping on the snow. He strides excitedly, leaving his footprints on the snow.

"Look, this is Kyoto in the Central Plains. I want to see it in my dream. Look, this is the snow in the north of the Central Plains. I'm in the snow. There are countless snowflakes on my body. "

People around dare not make a sound, but also stare at the snowflakes dancing all over the sky. For the first time in my life, I see the legendary snowflakes, the snow that I have never seen in my dream, and the white snow. When they looked into the distance, the roof and ground became white, and the trees and steps became endless white. When the cold wind came, they could not help shivering. They had never felt such cold before.

A dark shadow, falling from the sky, seemed to be frozen, fell down quickly, gave out a clear roar, and fell into the middle-aged man's arms. Shivering, trembling, like the cold wind in the air, dancing snowflakes, curled up in the arms of middle-aged people, whispering.

"Ling'er, you are still so naughty."

The middle-aged man is smiling fondly. He gently hugs ling'er who has fallen from the air and reaches for her red bird to peck.

Ling'er looked at the middle-aged man plaintively, tilted his head and closed his eyes.

"This is Kyoto. You see, it's so cold. It's not like our hometown. There's your food everywhere. Fortunately, along the way, I specially collected some eggs for you, and found some plump and delicious eggs here. Don't look at me like this. These should be the things you haven't eaten before. Just for a change. I've prepared some fish. "

Hearing these words, ling'er shook his wings, opened his bright red bird peck, vomited something out and fell into the middle-aged man's hands.

The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed: "put the food on the table for ling'er."

Ling'er immediately got out of the middle-aged man's arms, like a colorful lightning, flew to the hall, lying on the soft cushion, with a pair of golden eyes looking everywhere.

Colorful feathers, gorgeous and colorful, vaguely flashing with fantastic light, with the light and action, the color is constantly changing. The six long colorful tail feathers are even more dazzling, just like a rainbow. On the top of his head, there are also six strange and gorgeous plumes, just like a crown, which are carried on the top of ling'er's head, making it more like a king. Red sharp bird peck, golden sharp claws, lying on the cushion, is a very beautiful and colorful bird.

Some people put the food on the table and put a cushion before the food. Ling'er immediately flew up, fell on the cushion of the table and began to eat happily.

The middle-aged man put away the things sent by ling'er, turned his head and looked at the direction of the palace for a long time.

After a long time, he asked, "has someone ever come to deliver a message? When can I meet the emperor?"

"Report back to the master, no one has come to deliver the news."

The middle-aged man took back his eyes and quietly looked up at the snow all over the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, someone came and said in a low voice, "my Lord, the emperor will see you tomorrow in the golden palace."

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "it's so good. I've been in Chang'an for a few days. If I didn't want to see the snow and see what kind of man the warlord emperor is now, how could I have come all the way to Chang'an?"

"What's your status? How can I go to Jinluan hall in person? "

"I didn't come here just to see the snow. The snow has seen it and Chang'an has visited it. Naturally, I want to see the emperor with my own eyes."

His subordinates frowned tightly, and his voice was even lower: "my Lord, I must not. How can I go to the Jinluan palace and ask Go to worship

"Today, Ye is just an envoy of Nanzhao state.""Putong..."

All the people around are kneeling heavily on their knees, and kneeling behind the middle-aged people's subordinates, they even plead in a sad voice: "I beg you to think twice before you act. You must not condescend to be noble."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "since many dynasties, Nanzhao has been a vassal state or even a minister of the Central Plains countless times. In the days of the Zhou royal family in Tianyuan Dynasty, Nanzhao always regarded himself as a vassal state. It was nothing to see the emperor of the Central Plains in Jinluan palace. What's more, today's Central Plains emperor is the famous God of war. "

Kneeling behind him, the man kept kowtowing to the ground: "the Lord is worried and humiliated, the Lord humiliates and humiliates him to death!"

He said faintly: "there is no difference between a petition to be a minister and a pilgrimage to the palace. After several dynasties, Nanzhao became a minister to the Zhou family of Tianyuan, and now to the Zixiao empire. Why do you think you're here for sightseeing

Behind the people kneeling on the ground, forehead touch in the cold snow, feel the forehead cold pain up, but dare not say a word.

"Now, I have to go to the temple to see you and see clearly."

With these words, the middle-aged man handed the thin silk in his hand to his subordinates kneeling behind him: "get up."

His subordinates respectfully extended their hands, took the thin silk, and looked at the small words above, revealing the color of meditation.

The next day, fengqingxiao, the emperor of Zixiao Empire, met with the envoys of Nanzhao state in Jinluan hall. Nanzhao envoys were summoned to the palace and moved forward. They knelt down on their knees and bowed down. They said in a loud voice, "minister Nanzhao envoys Fengnan, meet the emperor. Long live, long live."

Fengnan knelt down under Danlong and worshipped three times, but his heart was filled with endless complex and unspeakable taste.