Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 754: Snow Together
It’s snowing in Di’an.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes floated down from the dark sky, covering the entire huge city with a white coat overnight. People always say that auspicious snow means a good harvest, but the annual blizzards have gradually made the word "snow" become a synonym for ominous in the north.

The first snow of the 47th year of Jiajing was still very heavy, to the point where it would prevent people from traveling. However, Di'an was the emperor after all, and before dawn, servants from the government office took to the streets to clear the snow in special beast-shaped carts with array patterns. The rumbling noise made it difficult for people to sleep. However, when the people went to the government stalls in and outside each block to get the heating coal stones, the resentment of being disturbed in their sleep disappeared.

The lives of the people of Di'an were going on as usual and were not affected at all by the snowstorm, but some rotten gears had already begun to quietly break apart in areas they could not see.

The heavy snow that came from the sky almost brought the disaster relief efforts in the three northern continents to a standstill.

The Great Yan court had originally made plans for the post-war reconstruction of the three northern continents, but now it has fallen apart.

Among them are the holes left by past corruption, as well as the insects that are currently embezzling disaster relief funds, but more of them are due to the future war.

Affected by the situation in the world, most of the resources of both the royal family and the prime minister's office have been uncontrollably tilted towards military industry. The once planned disaster relief materials and even manpower have inevitably been diverted to prepare for war.

However, during this tense period, Lou Ji still allocated some of the Black Scale Guards' funds to implement Xu Yuan's original instructions to win over the people. In the areas where the snowstorm was the most severe, some carbon stone distribution points in the name of the Xu family began to be established. Although the resources were limited, the results reported back were excellent. After all, this was truly a timely help.

When Xu Yuan learned about these things, ten days had passed since the incident. He said nothing, and couldn't say anything. The tremendous power in his hands could only turn into powerless silence at this moment.

As long as there is one more year of recuperation, the situation in the North will be much better, but the clan alliance will not give this opportunity, and the emperor's life span will not allow it either. Therefore, if they want to sweep across the world and bring harmony to the world, these people cannot be saved.

The path to human progress often requires the sacrifice of the vast majority of individuals or even the vast majority of classes.

This is the world of grooves.

In addition, Lou Ji also told Xu Yuan a piece of news that made him laugh and cry and wanted to curse.

This elder sister swindled away all the private money that the fourth son of the family had saved over the years from designing battle arrays for others - in the name of disaster relief in the northern border.

The smug smile is simply inhuman.

After Xu Yuan repeatedly stressed the matter, Lou Ji finally promised that the money would only be used for disaster relief and not for other things.

During this period, Li Qingyan came to the prime minister's residence to find Xu Yuan several times, but every time they met, she didn't have anything serious to talk about. They were all about some trivial matters of her life in the palace. Xu Yuan listened with great interest while practicing, after all, this was a serious palace fight.

But the so-called palace fighting is nothing but those old and rotten things. The emperor is about to die, and the fighting in the harem has gradually become stagnant. What can happen at this time, in the end, will all be attributed to the two people in the palace.

Queen Mu and Concubine Qin.

The former was the empress of Emperor Yan, and the latter was Li Zhaoyuan's biological mother.

When recounting the grievances between these two, Li Qingyan did not become emotional because one of them was his biological mother. Instead, he always had a hint of sarcasm and pity.

Ride on their shortsightedness and pity their limitations.

But it is undeniable that the stories in the harem are indeed exciting enough.

In the imperial dynasty that lasted for thousands of years, the danger of palace fighting was no less than that of political fighting. Xu Yuan and Li Qingyan spoke frivolously, but behind every word they spoke were lives.

As Li Zhaoyuan entered the city and returned to the palace, Concubine Qin's arrogance became more and more rampant, and people close to the emperor and empress began to be executed one by one on trumped-up charges.

"That Concubine Qin now visits Kunning Palace every day and often beats and kills the eunuchs and maids in Kunning Palace. I heard that my mother has been so angry with her that she vomited blood several times."

"Changtian, don't think this is an exaggeration. For a person like my mother who is stubborn and self-willed, once someone or something is beyond her control, she will hysterically seek compensation and counterattack, not to mention falling into the abyss of losing power."

"I went to see her once these days. She looked sick and it was hard to imagine that she was the same person as the former empress who ruled the country."

"Pity her? What a joke! Everyone in the harem is a drama queen. The Empress and Empress act weak in front of me just to make me, their daughter, stand up for them."

If you don't care about your stance, it's really enjoyable just to read the story.

When they were young, the emperor and empress used their noble power to oppress the good at will. Thirty years later, the blackened palace maid used the power of the emperor to settle accounts with everything. There was no overflowing virgin heart, only the pleasure of revenge.

After there was nothing more to say about the affairs in the palace, Li Qingyan did not leave. He leaned on the bed beside him and watched Xu Yuan practice the military formation skills quietly.

Xu Yuan had suggested that instead of just staring at him stupidly, he could find something to do, either learn needlework and knit him a scarf as a keepsake, or teach him military formation skills, but Li Qingyan refused both suggestions.

Li Qingyan said that the former was annoying when she read it, and the latter was not because she was keeping it to herself, but because there were discrepancies in every book on military formation techniques. If she wanted detailed guidance, she would have to read "Black Scale" practiced by Xu Yuan first.

However, when Li Qingyan came to see him the next day, he still brought a ball of thread and a knitting needle, as well as a general military formation method with annotations written in sharp fonts. The latter was very useful to Xu Yuan, and it was like timely help. Under the annotations of Li Qingyan, a master of military formations, many common points were opened up. Xu Yuan also had the unlimited trial and error space brought by the foundation of cultivation and the Dao of Life and Death, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

But the former.
I can only say that this bra-bound princess is indeed more suitable for holding a knife.

Li Qingyan's frequent visits to the prime minister's residence naturally caused dissatisfaction among many people, including the Xu family and the high-ranking officials of the imperial party. In the eyes of these bigwigs, love under the conflict of the dynasty always seemed ridiculous. They thought that Xu Yuan and Li Qingyan should not be like this, and that they should be cold-blooded for the sake of their own interests. However, because the emperor and Prime Minister Xu both took an indifferent attitude towards this, these dissatisfactions finally ended in vain.

In the days that followed, Li Qingyan would visit the prime minister's residence almost every day, arriving at dawn and returning at sunset, never late, so much so that Xu Yuan half-jokingly asked her to stay in his room and not leave.

Li Qingyan did not refuse. He took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, crossed his legs, and lay on the bed with his half-naked curvy and flawless body. He asked Xu Yuan with a smile, "Do you dare?"

Xu Yuan was silent about this, then shook his head slightly.

Both sides knew that this thought was not just a matter between the two of them, but would turn into a knife stabbing the whole world.

For the sake of stability of his rule, Li Zhaoyuan would not allow him and Li Qingyan to have children. But if that happened, Xu Yuan would certainly protect the child.

If the conflict cannot be resolved, then the only option is war.

We are back to the original dispute over who would become the emperor.

So at least not now.

But Xu Yuan still didn't let Li Qingyan leave. After all, there are always more solutions than problems.

The beauty kneels and plays the flute at night.

It was late at night, the snow was heavy, and there were only two people in the small room. The huge pressure from the world poured down on the princess's red lips and jade teeth.

In the days that followed, the snow continued to fall, and Li Qingyan still came back every day, but she never stayed overnight. It should be because someone in the harem put pressure on her that day.

Xu Yuan just found it funny watching from the side. How come the emperor only started to act like a normal old man who was afraid of ghosts kicking his daughter after his death?

But he changed his mind and felt relieved. He had a good reputation and courage. If he put himself in his shoes, he would not dare to put the fate of the world on his side because of a single thought.

All good things must come to an end, and leisure time always comes to an end.

Another morning.

The seventh day of the eleventh month of the Da Yan lunar calendar.

When Xu Yuan finished his exercises and was about to go to the gate of the inner courtyard to pick up Li Qingyan as usual, he suddenly discovered that the inner courtyard, which had been cold and desolate all these days, suddenly became a little lively on this day.

Even though he didn't do it on his own initiative, his extraordinary perception at the Transcendent Realm still allowed him to hear the noises coming from several courtyards nearby.

From Xu Changge's courtyard, there were some sounds of swords breaking through the air, and from Xu Xinyao's courtyard, there were sounds of array instruments running in the underground secret room below her room. From the study courtyard, there was the rustling sound of papers being flipped through.

Xu Yuan was a little surprised.

Since the battle for the throne, Xu Changge has been staying in Jiange to practice with his uncle, while Xu Xinyao has been tinkering with her "Soul Storage Ring" which aims to revolutionize the energy supply method of the entire era. Her father is extremely busy because of the approaching war and is rarely seen every day.

Why did you all come back suddenly today?

Walking in the snow-covered alley, Xu Yuan thought seriously for a long time before he figured out the reason.

ah.
The seventh day of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar seems to be my little brother’s birthday.

However, it is not entirely true to say that it is her birthday. After all, Xu Xinyao is an adopted daughter, and her real birthday is not known, so her family set the day of her adoption as her birthday.

But after realizing this, Xu Yuan did not feel much joy in celebrating his fourth sister's birthday. It was so rare to celebrate birthdays in such a chaotic season, especially for their family. They had not had a family gathering for a long time even on their father's birthday, not to mention their children.

Today's family birthday celebration should just be an excuse for the father to find a reason to get together before departure.

It's finally time to start.

Snow is flying all over the sky, layer upon layer, endless.

(End of this chapter)