Snow, non-stop.
Outside the city, there was a white expanse, and there were no people on the side of the road. It was a surprisingly cold day, but it wouldn't make people go, even if they were wrapped in mink skins.
Zhao Pu hurriedly read the file, hurried out of the palace, and went home in a hurry.
Friends who have heard the commentary yang family general know that Zhao Pu was a confidant of Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and it was he who single-handedly planned the Chen Qiao Mutiny to push old Zhao to the throne of Tianzi. Old Zhao also adopted Zhao Pu's strategy of releasing military power with a cup of wine, and resettled all the generals who could fight, and at this time, Zhao Pu, the head of the Conglong Yuan, who had made the first contribution, climbed to the position of prime minister.
It was cold, the bare trees trembled and swayed, the doors and windows creaked, and the tiles on the roof of the unlucky egg were blown down by the wind.
"Poetry should be written at this time." The snow of the white flowers in the courtyard reflected the moonlight and illuminated the window paper, and Zhao Pu had heard that those elegant people liked to enjoy the snow at such times.
Zhao Pu searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, but did not squeeze out a few words. It's not that the cold wind is too terrible, only blame Lao Pu for not having culture, the talent is all on the political struggle, the ink in the belly is very limited, "Forget it, it's so cold, is it not fragrant to grill meat behind closed doors?" ”
The charcoal burned red, the meat strips flowed oil on the iron plate, making a slight nuisance sound, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard, Zhao Pu hurried out, and in the snow and wind, when zhao Kuangyin was holding hands today, smiling and waiting for him. Not long after, Zhao Kuangyi, the King of Jin, also came.
Near the charcoal fire, sitting on the floor, the three men in charge of the country's supreme power, turned the roasted meat into a noodle by themselves.
At that time, there were the Khitan states of Han in the north and occupying the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, and in the south there were jinghu Wuping Jiedushi, Houshu, Southern Tang and other states, located in the land of four wars, what kind of posture did the newborn dynasty take to open up peace for the world?
The wind and snow fluttered, the night was silent, the tianzi Zhao Kuangyin, the King of Jin Zhao Kuangyi and the prime minister Zhao Pu opened the conversation box while drinking and stringing, and finalized the national strategy of "first south and then north".
The strong aroma of a charcoal grilled meat laid the foundation for the three hundred years of the Great Song Dynasty.
The world is at peace, and the country is at peace.
Thus, China had Wang Anshi, Su Dongpo, Lu You, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu, Ma Yuan, and Zhang Zeduan. Thus, there were Zizhi Tongjian, the creation of the French style, the Qingming River Map, the Song Ci, and the novel. Thus, there was credit finance, news and newspapers, public rental housing, colleges, and fire brigades. Thus, there were Ding kilns, Ru kilns, and Jun kilns. So, there is tea, keju, flower arrangement, amusement park...
This is the most prosperous era of China's historical commodity economy, this is the happiest dynasty for ordinary Chinese citizens to live, and this is the dawn moment that is closest to modern Times in China.
This is the golden age. The stars have shifted, the world has changed, and now it is the middle of winter, and it is the end of the year, the last and coldest festival before the end of the year, the great cold.
At this time, how can we not sit around the red-fluttering fire, and make a hot, fragrant roast with our lovers, family and friends, not for the sake of appetite, nor just for the cold, but for the sake of this warm atmosphere, for such a strong intimate relationship and full of joy, whispering, singing.
No matter how long the winter is and how cold the weather is, don't forget that there is still a moment of Ai accompanying you when it is cold. Let us, even if we are separated from the end of the world, we can not be afraid of thousands of miles, across the mountains and rivers to meet, meet, love, to light up this heat.
This boiling fire is each of us' own prosperity.