①In the thirty-eighth year of Ding'an, Emperor Ding'an died, ushering in the first year of Xihe.
Xiao Wang Xie Feng, who was far away at the border, was late to return to Beijing after receiving the new emperor's order.
The first thing he did after returning to Beijing was to find Chu Junxun, who had written thousands of letters for him in three years.
When Chu Junxun heard that His Highness was searching for him all over the capital, he almost fainted.
"Winter snow is causing chaos in Kyoto, how about you at the border?"
"I'll keep it in mind."
Who would have thought he was so good! !
②This year is the third year since Chu Junxun came to this feudal dynasty.
Ever since I came to this poor place, bad luck has happened a lot.
But good things also happen.
Originally, this world was just an inconspicuous part of the past in history.
But no one expected that Chu Junxun, who was studying the history of this dynasty, would be inexplicably pulled into this world and asked to complete a "mission."
Before the task was completed, another big trouble came from King Xiao.
What bullshit letter, I have no idea about it.
③It's winter again.
But this year's weather has been particularly uneven, and even the snow came a little late.
I saw a young man with long hair reaching his waist sitting in front of the porch.
His expression was blocked by the winter snow, making him look unfriendly.
I could only hear a few sounds.
"It seems like winter snow is falling in Beijing, but the person enjoying the scenery is not around."
A young man walked out from the back of the corridor. He was not very old. Judging from his clothes, he must be a servant. He said, "Master, here we come."
"Well, I hope next winter will be like today."
"Definitely."
Intention:.
