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read2();　　Between heaven and earth, it is fair and unfair.

　　Some races are born to occupy fertile places, thrive and live and work in peace, while others are born in **** and struggle to survive.

　　 But in any case, between the avenues, there is a law that has never changed. It favors sharper blades.

As long as it is strong enough, you can get a rich living environment. The weak and the strong are the essence of the avenue. Therefore, the Sun Empire alien race in the land of yellow sands always stares at the vast land of China, and the snowmen tribes in the northern snowfields also follow Have never forgotten the dream of going south to invade the land of the Central Plains.

　　 It is because Daxia is strong enough and Terran is strong enough to have a peaceful and prosperous age of Guotai Min'an at this time!

　　 Every citizen of Daxia can proudly declare that Daxia is the sharpest blade on the vast land of China!

Compared with the boundless darkness and coldness of the northern snowfields, the living environment of the vast land of Shenzhou is undoubtedly too superior. Even within the thirty-six states, Bingzhou with the worst environment is still the difference between heaven and **** from the northern snowfields. .

　　 Located at the foot of Kunlun Mountain in Bingzhou, on a vast area, hundreds of millions of pine forests stretch into one piece, forming a continuous sea of ​​forests like rolling waves. If you take a bird’s eye view of the sky, the sea of ​​forests is undulating, snowy and misty, and the scenery is magnificent.

　　 The sun is slanting westward, and the orange slanting sun shines on the cliffs at the junction of Bingzhou and Twisting States, reflecting a slightly harsh light.

　　 The setting sun, the cliff, and the Yaxia town under the cliff happened to form a reflection angle, making the small town in the evening bathed in a strong light, and even the temperature rose a lot.

In the center of Yaxia Town, the originally crudely constructed Great Summer Palace has been repaired in many ways, and now it has begun to take shape. The walls that were simply built with wooden planks have all been replaced by thick pine wood, and they have been specially repaired. The traditional craftsmanship greatly increases the characteristics of wind and warmth. At the same time, the roof of the academy is also stacked with porcelain tiles to prevent rain and snow.

Yaxia Town was originally a very inconspicuous small place in Bingzhou. The only thing that people miss is the cliffs that are not far away. However, for some reason, some earth-shattering events have happened in this town recently, and the whole town people talk about it. I was anxious again.

A few months after the arrival of the nobles a year ago, a family of three came to Yaxia Town. It is said that they came from Shenjing City. They went to the Xuegong in the town to be a gentleman with the surname You. People in the town call him Mr. You.

Although Mr. You is middle-aged, his face is elegant, and his every move carries an elegant temperament that belongs to a scholar. Moreover, his wife and daughter are born beautifully and beautifully. Walking in the town is simply a beautiful landscape. Let the simple townspeople discuss in private that the nobles from this capital city are unique.

Some dazzling sunlight enveloped the small town. At this time it was about to end school. Around the Great Summer Academy in the town center, there were a large number of townspeople waiting for their children to be released. Through the half-open window of the Academy, I saw that the two gentlemen of the Academy were in it.

The older Mr. You, wearing a black long gown, standing on the high platform at the front, is stretching out his right hand, making gestures and opening his mouth to explain. At the end of the school, behind all the little children, Confucian scholar Xinhao sat cross-legged, his expression deep, not happy or sad.

　　 Outside the Academy, outside of the townspeople, two young figures, one man and one woman, stand with their hands behind their hands. From a distance, the clothes are fluttering and the appearance of men and women is so cool.

　　 Sima Annan, who had slipped out of the capital for a long time, was still dressed in white and handsome, and then he raised his hand, opened a fan, swayed back and forth, and said softly:

"This is good for the rest of the state, the air is fresh, and the scenery is beautiful, but the only downside is that it is too cold. At this time, it’s March. The other states in Daxia have already been full of spring. Our town is still under the cliff. It looks like winter, You Ruier, do you think this is the reason?"

Next to Sima Annan, the originally lively, even a bit pungent You Rui'er, after the sudden change, has recently become a bit taciturn. His beautiful eyes stared at his father who was teaching in the academy in front of him, and gently responded. :

　　 "You are right, there is no spring in the state."

　　 The voice of a girl dressed in green fell, Sima Annan turned slightly, shook his head and said:

　　 "This is a difference!"

　　 Then Sima Annan put away the folding fan, moved forward slightly, pointed to the girl's green clothes and continued to speak:

　　 "Everyone in the world says that spring means green, girl, you are so watery and full of greenery, so isn't this spring just you?"

　　 After Sima Annan finished speaking, he did not forget to blink his eyes slightly, but the response of the girl in green clothes opposite to him was extremely flat. She even rolled her eyes upwards and did not respond, but just continued to look up at the front.

　　 But Sima Annan’s most powerful guy is cheeky. Facing You Ruier’s ignorance, he didn’t care. He continued to turn around, shook his folding fan, and continued to speak gently:

　　 "Rather than being above the temple, my father might prefer to pass on preaching among the countryside."

　　 "Perhaps, I don't understand Dad's thoughts."

You Ruier’s response voice contained a little bit of loneliness and self-blame. People always have to learn to grow up, and this kind of growth is not the growth of age, but the growth of the soul. This time, You Tingjian survived. , Was relegated to the state, and as a daughter, You Ruier became calmer in an instant.

　　 Then she seemed to have thought of something, turned her head to look at Sima Annan's profile, and continued to ask:

　　 "I said Young Master Sima, you have been in this remote Bingzhou for several months. Your Majesty will not look for you?"

　　 "Daxia can come out in large numbers, and your Majesty’s outstanding people abound. I am just a stinky fortune teller. Naturally, I don’t have much more, but I am a lot less.

As soon as Sima Annan’s words fell, a clear and steady bell sounded from the Great Summer Academy in the center of the town, and then the little children in the academy stood up and saluted Mr. You Tingjian in front of them respectfully. Turning around, he saluted the scholars behind him again, and then rushed out of the academy and plunged into the arms of his parents.

　　 Seeing this, You Ruier, who was not far away, turned and walked towards the distance. Then Sima Annan asked gently:

　　 "Why did you leave without waiting for Master Yu to come home with you?"

　　 "No need."

　　 You Ruier's steps did not change, and her figure gradually disappeared. Then Sima Annan hurried to catch up and said at the same time:

　　 "Then wait for me, my dinner hasn't finished yet."

　　 You Ruier did not look back, only a faint voice came from the front:

　　 "You don't live in an inn in the town, where dinner is provided."

　　 "That won't work, your mother is now enthusiastic about that young scholar. If I don't stare, I don't worry."

　　 Sima Annan’s shout fell, and in a place where he could not see, the green-clothed girl You Ruier slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a long-lost smile.