"It's snowing again. It looks like this snowing won't stop for a while."

On the afternoon of the last day of this year, it snowed heavily in Xianyang again, and this time the snow was heavier than the previous two times.

Looking at the lights of thousands of families in Xianyang, Ying Zichu stood at the gate of Zhangtai Palace with a faint smile on his face.

But beneath that smile, there was a hint of worry and expectation that was difficult to conceal.

After a while,

Zhao Qingyun came to Ying Zichu's side with light steps: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother Huayang and Young Master Chengyu have made arrangements. The Queen Mother Xia, the Queen and Prince Zheng are waiting for the King in the Queen Mother Palace to celebrate the New Year together."

"Let's go."

After hearing this, Ying Zichu suppressed the worry and nervousness in his heart and walked towards the Queen Mother Xia's palace.

Walking through the thick snow, Ying Zichu took Zhao Qingyun to the palace of the Queen Mother Xia.

Every winter,

The yin and yang array in the Queen Mother's Palace will be activated, so even if the cold wind outside is biting, it will not affect the Queen Mother's Palace at all.

As for the Queen Mother Huayang, she won’t have such treatment this year!

at this time,

Queen Mother Xia, Zhao Ji, and Ying Zheng were all busy in the kitchen. Except for two maids, everyone in the palace had left the palace to celebrate the New Year.

After seeing Ying Zichu,

The Queen Mother Xia summoned the two maids into the kitchen and drove Ying Zheng out.

Arriving in front of Ying Zichu, Ying Zheng bowed and said, "My son, I have met my father."

"sit."

Ying Zichu pointed to the opposite side and said with a kind smile: "As the Crown Prince and Crown Prince of the Qin Dynasty, don't you feel it is beneath your status to do these things in the kitchen?"

"My son is a prince, but he is also a son and a grandson. There is nothing disrespectful about his status. In addition, in the past years, my son also followed..."

In the middle of his words, Ying Zheng suddenly paused, and then changed the topic: "Father, are you worried about the north?"

"So obvious?"

Ying Zichu was a little stunned, then he smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that the father's heart is indeed disturbed!"

After a long moment of silence,

Ying Zichu regained his previous self-confidence and could no longer see the sadness in his brows. Then he discussed state affairs with Ying Zheng.

Half an hour later,

Queen Mother Xia and the others finally finished their work. Looking at the dishes on the table, the family sat together happily.

At this time,

Ying Zichu waved to Zhao Qingyun on the side: "Come, sit down."

Zhao Qingyun looked slightly uneasy when he saw this and said: "Your Majesty, slave..."

"Sit down when Zi Chu asks you to. There is no king, no queen, and no queen mother or prince here today. We are all one family."

Empress Dowager Xia interrupted Zhao Qingyun with a smile. Zhao Qingyun looked at everyone and could only respond flattered:

"I thank the Queen Mother, the King, the Queen, and the Crown Prince."

As Zhao Qingyun took his seat, the atmosphere in the Queen Mother's Palace became increasingly heated.

…

Different from the happy atmosphere in the Queen Mother's Palace,

Qin Zhao border,

When the festive atmosphere of the New Year envelopes Kyushu, there is a hint of murderousness and coldness here.

Scouts from both sides frantically passed on the news, and armies from all walks of life were closely guarded, ready to fight at any time.

Just then,

"Report~~~"

A scout quickly came to the outside of the central tent and said loudly: "General, the scouts from the front are here to report. Zhao She asks the young master to make a statement."

"oh?"

After hearing this, Zhao Xian raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a hint of play: "What kind of medicine is this old guy selling in the gourd?"

Said,

Zhao Xian walked out, waving his fan and his nostrils pointing upward, followed closely by Wang He and Wang Jian, their eyes filled with solemnity.

"I reported to Young Master Xian, and the scouts came to report that Zhao She appeared alone at the border, saying that he wanted to have a drink with Young Master Xian."

"This old thing is a bit interesting."

Zhao Xian pondered for a moment and looked at his attendant: "Prepare the car and prepare a few more jars of bitter wine."

"Young Master Xian..."

Wang He and Wang Jian spoke at the same time, but were interrupted by Zhao Xian's hand: "If I don't go, my Qin army's momentum will definitely be frustrated, and this old guy Zhao She will also start to play tricks."

Wang He said nervously: "Master Xian, if Zhao She sets an ambush, I'm afraid that Master Xian's life will be in danger if he goes here."

"If my master dies at the hands of Zhao She, wouldn't it just make our Qin army share the same hatred with the enemy and greatly increase their morale?"

Zhao Xian said solemnly: "Wang He, my son will act according to the original plan whether he is alive or dead. During this period, no soldier of the Qin army is allowed to move. If you violate the order, you will be dealt with according to the military law!"

"……promise!"

After a while,

Zhao Xian's carriage left straight away. This time he only took the groom with him, and even left the legendary attendants in the military camp.

…

Two quarters of an hour later,

Zhao Xian, who looked arrogant, waved his fan, stepped out of the carriage with a golden sword, and said to the coachman: "After unloading the wine, you will return to the camp. At half past midnight tomorrow, come here to pick up my son."

"promise!"

After the coachman put down the six jars of bitter wine, he drove the carriage away without looking back.

Seeing this scene,

Zhao She was stunned for a moment, and then said with admiration: "Young Master Da Qin, his courage is really incomparable."

Zhao Xian looked at the half-cooked hare on the bonfire in front of him, and asked with his nostrils pointing upward: "Old man who has lost his life, why did you suddenly think of inviting me here?"

"I thought you wouldn't come."

"I am worried that you, an old man who has lost your life, will freeze to death in the wilderness and there will be no one to collect your body until you die."

After hearing this, Zhao She was not angry. Instead, he took a jar of bitter wine as if no one was watching, poured a bowl of it, and said with a smile: "I have lived for such a long time, and it is only when I am most relaxed when talking to you."

"oh?"

Zhao Xian shook his fan and said with a smile: "It seems that you are living a very tiring life."

Zhao She talked for a while, shook his head and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then grinned and said: "It is Da Qin bitter wine that knows the battlefield best."

"Wai Wai Wai Wai...Old man, the wine I brought here is not for you to drink alone. Please fill it up for me."

"You are only thirteen years old, right? Can you drink? Also, if you ask me to pour you wine, isn't it a bit..."

"You invited me here. It's very reasonable for the host to serve you wine."

"Hahaha……"

When Zhao She saw Zhao Xian's arrogant and rogue look, he couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, stroked his gray beard twice, nodded and said:

"Okay, okay, I'll pour you some wine, I'll pour you some wine!"

The desolate moonlight reflects the figures of Zhao She and Zhao Xian. If you ignore the battlefield here, you will definitely mistakenly think that they are a couple who have been together for a long time.

A night without words,

Jiuzhou calendar,

736 years,

At three quarters of the hour,

The soldiers and horses of Qin and Zhao have already gathered and are approaching from afar, and the world is filled with a tragic killing intent!

"There's going to be a war."

Zhao She looked at the looming Qin army and the jeweled carriage ten feet away behind Zhao Xian.

After a long silence, he said with a complicated expression: "I have been in the army all my life, and I have a moment of leisure in Laofang. Zhao Xian, what else do you want to say to me?"

at this time,

Zhao Xian silently opened the last jar of wine, raised his hand to fill it up for Zhao She, and then threw the jar suddenly.

Snap!

The wine jar hit the ground hard and broke into pieces instantly.

The next second,

Zhao Xian's body swayed with the innate power fluctuations, and then the cold and arrogant voice suddenly remembered in the ears of Qin and Zhao's hundreds of thousands of troops -
Chapter completed!