in front of a crowd.

Cao Xin stood fiercely. On his left cheek, a ferocious scar passed from the corner of his forehead through his eyes and reached his chin. The rolled flesh and black hole-like eye sockets made him look like a ferocious god from hell.

"If anyone is making noise, kill him; if anyone is crowding, kill him!" Cao Xin shouted in a buzzing voice.

A group of soldiers received the general's order, and Li Yuan was watching from behind. They suddenly became energetic, straightened their bodies, and formed a dense wall of people, blocking all the noisy people on both sides of the road.

"It's all over. If you have the time, you can go to Leyouyuan in the south of the city to do a job, and you can still support your family." An honest-looking man coughed, turned around and left with a hoe on his shoulder.

This is a smart man.

People who can predict danger and avoid it are the backbone of a family.

This man was around thirty years old. He wore an unknown animal skin around his waist. He looked like he had just moved out of the mountains. Only by hiding in the mountains of the Qinling Mountains could a strong man like him escape the successive wars.

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If someone takes the lead, someone will follow.

Slowly, the flow of people gathered in Baqiao gradually decreased, allowing the convoy to move smoothly. In fact, the Qin people who were accustomed to discipline were not very enthusiastic about watching and joining in the fun.

This time, if the incident of the restoration of the Qin Dynasty had not released their long-suppressed emotions, they would not have rushed to see Li Yuan and other ZTE heroes.

Standing on tiptoe on the river steps and looking into the distance, the girl was pleasantly surprised to find that the front was wide open, the crowds blocking her sight were thinning out, and even the north wind blowing from the city wall on the other side was getting stronger.

"Oops!" The young lady whispered, and a silk scarf tied by her daughter's family on her head was blown away from the hairpin. Then, blown by the turbulent currents around her, it actually floated swaying towards the center of Baqiao.

direction.

The wind blows across the bridge.

With the dry and noisy smell of the northwest prairie.

Li Yuan took a deep breath, looking past the trains of cars crossing the bridge and entering the city gate, looking towards the unknown and vast direction that he could not see clearly.

What does the future hold?

Li Yuan can no longer predict.

The advantage of foresight in history is now completely useless, and if he still thinks according to his inherent thinking, he will probably suffer a big loss.

Times have changed.

People are also changing. The appearance of Li Yuan, from changing personal circumstances to changing the course of major events, is gradually turning this era into an unknown and strange era.

Therefore, if he wants to live a better life, he still needs to put in more sweat, absorb more knowledge, and gather more talents. Only in this way can he become stronger and stronger, and can Qin truly become this country.

The overlord of the era.

Under the crotch, the fat yellow horse does not think about what its owner is thinking. It looks around and looks particularly energetic. Today is not only Li Yuan's glorious day, but also his most proud day.

The shiny fur and neat teeth all show its strength and health. Groups of companions pulling carts passed by, with their horses' heads lowered, breathing heavily, and working hard with heavy hooves to cast their gaze at it.

Come look at me with envy.

The yellow fat horse looked disdainfully at these companions who were only pulling the cart, his eyes full of pride.

Only by working hard can you get glory.

This is true for people, and it is the same for war horses.

Thousand-mile horses often exist, but bole does not always exist. It is lucky for a war horse to find an excellent master among thousands of generals.

Before the White Horse Crossing, the fat yellow horse once dragged its injured body and traveled hundreds of miles day and night; heading north to Helan, it never fell behind in the face of the strong riders of the nomadic people.

The yellow horse was so proud that it couldn't contain its excitement and couldn't help but raise its head and snort.

The silk scarf had already begun to fall, but was suddenly hit by a burst of air from below. It seemed to have regained strength and moved towards a huge black shadow on the horse.

"Crack!"

Li Yuan's left arm was wrapped up in a silk scarf. The sharp spikes of the armor scratched the surface of the soft scarf, leaving a faint mark.

Taking back his thoughts, Li Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

When did you start thinking like a poet?

Could it be that he just had some free time? Thinking about how Xin Sheng, Zhang Han, Yang Xiong and other veterans in the army had persuaded him to get married as soon as possible and start a family a few days ago, Li Yuan couldn't help but feel his head grow bigger.

As a pseudo-ancient person who traveled through time, Li Yuan has secrets that no one can know. And if the people around him cannot keep secrets well or have selfish thoughts, there will definitely be disharmony in the future.

Beauty and confidant.

Which one is it?

Is it the eldest princess Yu Shu who is as close as his eldest sister-in-law and has a skin-to-skin relationship, or is it Gu Yunniang who has been waiting hard and has an infatuated heart, Li Yuan suddenly felt that dealing with a fight between women is no better than fighting on the battlefield.

easy.

A man who goes home is actually just a half-grown child. Sometimes he just needs a haven that can relax him, where he can simply laugh, cry, and not think about anything. There is no need to guess the meaning of every sentence.

You need to build a fence in your heart to guard against others.

And this, for many people, is an extravagant dream.

At least, Li Yuan did not want to be a hero like Liu Bang, the king of Han, who embraced Lu Pheasant on his left and Qi Ji on his right, and then the two women fought to the death.

"Hey, uncle, return the silk scarf to me?" The tender and sweet words disrupted Li Yuan's mind. Looking along the voice, he saw a girl with almond-shaped eyes and willow eyebrows lying on Cao Xin's arm, waving randomly.

Calling with little hands.

"Uncle——, am I that old?" Li Yuan touched the beard that had just grown under his chin, and the man's self-esteem was severely hit.

"If you don't return it, so what?" Looking at the energetic and worried young lady, the depressed Li Yuan suddenly became playful and took the silk scarf embroidered with the word "Xin" in his hand.

"If you don't pay it back, I'll tell daddy to go." The mother said angrily in shame.

"Haha, that girl has such a loud tone. Li Yuan laughed, and under the almost angry gaze of his mother, he crumpled the silk scarf into a ball and stuffed it into his arms.

After this delay, most of the eldest princess's motorcade had entered the city. Li Yuan, who was in a good mood, pulled the reins of his horse and rode into the city with Cao Xin and other relatives.

The young lady was extremely angry. She did not expect that the great hero Li Yuan in her mind was actually a scoundrel. No, it should be said to be a scoundrel.

The onlookers dispersed in twos and threes.

"Hey, have you heard that Marquis Li is not married yet? Whose daughter is so lucky?" A few gossipy women were washing their clothes on the steps by the river.

While whispering and laughing.
Chapter completed!