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My father-in-law is drunk.

I originally wanted to spend the same New Year's Eve with Baba and Shouning, but because I was happy, I drank too much and kept muttering my mind when I walked, and I couldn't help but murmuring at Shengshi Haoting, and ordering a few princesses to spend the night.

Cui Yingyuan and his father-in-law's guards all changed their faces when they heard this. Although they didn't know what this prosperous Haoting was, they understood the deep meanings that the princesses had when they spent the night.

Fortunately, there were no one outside in the middle of the night, otherwise people would hear it, and my father-in-law would have enough heads to cut.

Finally, my father-in-law, who had shed a lot of snot and tears in his arms, fell down. He was physically limited and he was really no match for this century-old tree spirit.

When I fell to the ground, my father-in-law fell heavily, and it was very scary with a "thump", but my father-in-law didn't feel any pain and felt extremely comfortable.

For no reason, I was sleepy and wanted to sleep with my eyes closed, but my head was so hard that it was so hard that my father-in-law wanted to find a pillow. He saw a cloth cushion not far away, so he reached out and prepared to take it to cushion his head.

This scared the guards. My father-in-law was going to catch horse manure!

"Quick, hurry!"

Cui Yingyuan stepped forward and grabbed his father-in-law from the horse manure. Then a group of guards lifted his father-in-law up, but they didn't know where to go.

Although my father-in-law earned a lot of money and had status and status, he didn't seem to buy a house in Beijing.

Alas, he is a father-in-law who is dedicated to serving the country and the people, and he really doesn't care about his own family at all.

It is truly a role model of the times and a model of the people!

Cui Yingyuan touched his head and knew that a mother in the East Palace had a meal with her father-in-law, so he asked the guards to send her father-in-law to the small courtyard outside Zuoanmen.

My father-in-law was already in vain and was completely at his disciplinary action. This would have brought him into Anletang. My father-in-law still felt very comfortable.

Sitting alone under the lamp, Ke Yinyue, who was a little sad and a little lonely, heard the knock on the door outside and stood up involuntarily. She couldn't help but feel happy: Death, I finally remember my mother on New Year's Eve!

But when she opened the door, she found that the dead ghost had turned into a drunken ghost. She was so angry that she couldn't even beat her.

"Drink, drink, drink, drink, you will know how to drink yellow soup all day long, and one day you will die of drinking it!"

That being said, Baba still felt very sorry for her father-in-law who was a few years younger than her. After he asked someone to put her father-in-law on her bed, he boiled water and washed it, and served her father-in-law to sleep in the bed.

But, my father-in-law just go to bed. In the middle of the night, he always talks a few times in his sleep. If it weren't for a clock, or if there were any special projects, or if it was going out for a night, he would be inexplicably listening to people without any brains.

After a long night of trouble, my father-in-law finally slept, and she slept extremely sweetly.

In his dream, he seemed to see himself wearing a white robe, standing at the top of the world, and talking to the blond girls with affectionate views on God.

There was a "bang" sound!

The sound of firecrackers in the capital on New Year's Day woke up his father-in-law. He jumped up and sat there in a daze.

It is really "Sit up in a hurry in a dream when you are drunk, and the dark wind blows into the rain."

"It's the first day of the junior high school?"

My father-in-law looked at him without eyes all night, and his eyes were red.

"Yeah, it's the first year of junior high school."

Ke Yinyue handed the hot towel to her father-in-law, looking heartbroken.

The 45th year of Wanli, the first day of the first lunar month.

"It's the first day of the junior high school"

My father-in-law breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and a new era has arrived.

Among the vast white mountains and black waters, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and silver makeup is everywhere.

The Jurchens, who have been a member of the Ming Dynasty for two hundred years, also celebrate the Spring Festival. For the Jurchens, spring is a vigorous life and a weather of the revival of all things.

Tens of thousands of Jurchens gathered in the snowless black Tuala, and everyone's face showed a joyful atmosphere.

Khan is about to establish his country!

When the Khan's personal army, Baijiao and Yala appeared in the city, a roar sounded in the city of Heituara: "Long live Khan!"

"Long live the great sweat, long live, long live!"

The sounds as loud as thunder were surging like a sea of ​​thunder, connecting the repetitions of echoes, and magnificent momentum sounded between the sky and the earth.

More than 60,000 elite Eight Banners soldiers who had been on standby were also cheering in unison. Their calls continued for a long time, and the sounds were heard for several miles, which made the mountains almost shaken.

Thirty years of accumulation and thirty years of development are waiting for this moment!

The elite soldiers of the Eight Banners were all brightly armored and radiant. They advanced towards the designated location in neat steps.

Eight flags are erected above the team.

The flag is square, with four colors, namely the four-inlaid flag with yellow, red, blue, white, and the four-inlaid flag with yellow background inlaid with red edges, the red background inlaid with red edges, and the four-inlaid flag with red edges on the white background inlaid with red edges.

The elite soldiers of each banner were led by their respective banner leaders and cheered all the way, leaving clear footprints on the snow.

The Eight Kings Hall in Heituara is not big, and the only ones who can enter the square of this hall are the elite.

More than 10,000 elite Eight Banners came to the square. They set their pace and arranged a uniform rank under the leadership of their respective banner owners, and then gave a burst of cheers like thunder.

"Long live the great sweat!"

The cry came to the hall, and everyone who was standing in the hall added joy to their faces, and their faces were even red and extremely excited.

The Khan Palace built with wood has thick white wooden pillars and white stone steps. There is no excessive decoration between the beams under the eaves, and the furnishings are not complicated. However, this simplicity and simplicity reveals the domineering spirit of the world!

The music was heard, bells and drums sounded, and a solemn atmosphere rose above the square. The ministers who were waiting to stand and bow their heads in sequence, and welcomed them respectfully.

Amid the music, the Khan, who was deeply supported by the Jurchen people, appeared.

Nurhaci was calm and powerful in his steps, slowly scanning his most loyal and elite Eight Banners warriors.

"Long live the great sweat!"

The appearance of the Khan made cheers sound around the hall. The Bells and all the ministers knelt down and kowtowed devoutly to their wise Khan.

Today is not only a grand event for the Jianzhou people, but also a grand event for the Jurchens!

Today, a brand new country will be built between the white mountains and black waters, and its name is "Dajin"!

Proud and strong heart are like my father-in-law. This chapter is written by me. Well, don’t ask who I am. As long as you know, many of the passionate chapters you have read are written by me.
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