Purple girl raised her hand and picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for Weizhuang. Her bright eyes stared at the other party's cold face and asked softly:

"Are you going to do it now?"

"No." Wei Zhuang shook the cup full of wine in his hand and shook his head, "It's not the time."

"You have been waiting for two years." Zi Nu's voice was very dull, and she couldn't tell whether there was any hidden meaning in her words.

"The right opportunity is a shortcut to success, worth waiting for, and impatientness only leads to failure."

Weizhuang drank the wine again, stood up and walked to his exclusive elegant seat - the window, with a low voice drifting along the cold wind.

"Korea is like a stagnant pool now, and it and I are waiting for the people who muddle it."

As a traitor, the most important choice is that Weizhuang is an extremely decisive person who never procrastinates, but sometimes it is necessary to wait for the time being, and making decisions blindly is undoubtedly a foolish act.

Zi Nu couldn't help but shake her head. Even though she was as smart as hers, she couldn't figure out what Wei Zhuang was waiting for.

In the stagnant pond in South Korea, Wei Zhuang didn't take any action to stir up the situation, and she couldn't see who else could stir up the situation.

This country is extremely stable, so stable that almost everyone is sitting and watching it meticulously move towards destruction.

However, Wei Zhuang said she had to wait, so she could only wait with her. After all, she was helping the other party and was a guest, so she could not turn it over.

"Just make the decision in detail, but I hope... don't involve him." Zi Nu asked Wei Zhuang.

"Hmm?" Wei Zhuang groaned with a little confusion, and turned his back to the window.

When he turned around, the man also understood what Zi Nu meant and should not involve Gu Xun in what he wanted to do.

"He has already messed with the night and cannot avoid it."

The purple girl shook her head and said:

"The contradiction between him and the night is his and the night, and has nothing to do with what we are going to do, and the two cannot be confused."

Wei Zhuang was silent for a moment, then he spoke in a deep voice, "Okay."

If Zi Nu is not her friend, but other irrelevant people, or even enemies, Wei Zhuang has already started the mockery mode at this time, and he said words such as stupidity with a contemptuous smile.

Wei Zhuang doesn’t understand women, but he understands people’s hearts.

In Weizhuang's opinion, purple girl is similar to self-deception.

It is normal not to want to pull friends into danger. At the beginning, I didn’t want Zi Nu to get involved in my plan, but the result was not futile.

In Weizhuang's opinion, Zi Nu was cautious in doing things, was cautious in character, and did not like to take risks. Even so, she fell into it. And Gu Xun didn't need to pull it. There was a slight sign that made him notice. I guess this person took the initiative to dance faster than anyone else, and he couldn't stop him.

With his current connection with Yemu and Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang has reason to believe that it is very likely that he would tear up with Yemu before he could even get the right opportunity.

Zi Nu also knew it, but human beings are not machines at all, and they are inevitably going to do some futile things or even stupid things.

No matter what, she didn't want this friend to be in danger because of herself. Even though she knew very well, it was himself who brought danger to Gu Xun.

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It is near the night of dusk, and the clear winter sun gradually disappears into the horizon with the afterglow.

Even if the sun is dazzling in winter, it cannot bring real warmth to people, but it is better to have it than not. As the sun sets, the temperature begins to drop rapidly, and the cold air invades all the people in Xinzheng City.

Fortunately, Xinzheng's geographical location is pretty good, located in the heart of the Central Plains, and the temperature is much stronger than that of the northern part. Even if it is cold in winter, it is limited. At least the people living in Xinzheng City can have a way to resist the cold winter.

As for other parts of South Korea, it is often enough to rely on luck.

Gu Xun was accompanying Jingyu and Xiao Ayan in the room. There were several light sources in the bright room, oil lamps on the table, lamp stands beside the wall, and Changhong Sword placed beside the bed.

Because Xiao Ayan was in poor health and the weather was cold, the child could not bear it. He also felt that it was inappropriate to light a charcoal pot, so he used the Changhong Sword as a heater.

Gu Xun sucked a ray of true energy into it, which could keep the room warm for a long time, and the Changhong Sword stored in it would emit a glimmer of light.

After seeing this, Hongmao just wanted to... say it's good, it's understandable for the sake of the child.

In fact, it is also strange that Gu Xun himself would make this situation. He is sometimes very careless and forgot that the weather is cold. He originally planned to find a skilled craftsman to try to make a set of heating equipment.

That thing has no technical content, it is nothing more than a water boiling and water supply cycle. Gu Xun asked craftsmen to try it out with some impressions. At worst, you can try it a few more times, make it rougher and heat it up, and don’t seek beauty.

But because I forgot, I didn’t have time to do it in advance. There were only a few days in Xinzheng’s real cold weather. When the things were done, it would probably be over. Gu Xun simply stopped doing it. When it was a relatively stable place to change, it would not be too late to make it.

Now, let’s just take the Changhong Sword and put it on one.

Jingyu had just put the child to sleep. Gu Xun looked at the little man lying on the bed and thought it was so cute. As expected, as long as the child does not need to take care of himself, he looks like an angel.

After watching for a while, he resisted the desire to pinch the tender face. Gu Xun turned his head and looked at Jingyu who had been sitting quietly on the side:

"The New Year is coming soon. What do you think we need to prepare?"

"New Year?" Jing Yu's big round eyes were full of confusion, and he shook his head, "I don't know how to celebrate the New Year."

Gu Xun was not surprised, Jingyu replied that he didn't know that it was really normal.

Gu Xun naturally didn't know about the Spring Festival in the pre-Qin period (there was no such name at that time). He asked Jingyu and thought of it just now, otherwise he would have asked Zi Nu in Zilanxuan before.

"Do you have no impression? You can't perform tasks every New Year, right?" I was bored, Gu Xun planned to develop Jingyu's memory.

Jingyu raised her eyes and searched for the special things in her mind as the old and new years changed. After thinking for a while, she said with a little uncertainty:

"There will be many sacrificial activities on the street, and many people will hang peach wood, and people will seem to be happier."

"Is there any?" Gu Xun asked.

Jingyu thought about it again, and finally shook her head, indicating that it was really gone.

Gu Xun smacked his lips and felt a little bored, but it might be that Jingyu knew too little. Let’s ask Zi Nu again if you have the chance to go back.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't know. I'll accompany you once this year, and then you'll know it."

Is it New Year?

A very strange word, especially...a year with someone to accompany you.

Jingyu doesn’t know what the meaning of the New Year is, but... she gently glanced at the children beside her and Gu Xun beside the table... It would be great if they were with her.

"Okay, stop thinking about it, go to bed."

After Gu Xun said that, he left the inner room.

In an era where there are no mobile phones and no Internet, it's dark, no, even if it's still bright, Gu Xun has nothing to do, let alone after it gets dark.

It was really boring, otherwise he would not have insisted on sitting in the hall for a while every day, and would have looked at the bamboo slips that did not even have punctuation marks. Because of this boredom, he couldn't help but think about finding something if he had nothing to do.
Chapter completed!