The Time Spent In Pretense （造作时光） By Yue Xia Die Ying （月下碟影）

Chapter 1: Bullying

In the winter of the 30th year of Changlong, the people of Jin Dynasty were immersed in joy. The Great Jin and its neighbor the Jin Po Country have been in a complete conflict for a very long time. This time, the Protector General-in-command of the country not only beat Jin Po Country to the point of crying, but also captured their brave and good prince alive on the battlefield and let Jin Po Country cry. Not only their city was captured they also need to pay their land and bow to the Great Jin's court making the Great Jin look up and down, walking with light in the air.
For a time, the protector General-in-command of the country became the star of martial arts in the mouth of the common people. His three sons are also praised as reincarnations of heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals for their skills in the battlefield.

His Majesty is benevolent and wise, he is a rare monarch who is rare in a century, truly rare in the history. The Great Protector General of the Country come down to earth to help His Majesty in assisting the Great Jin Dynasty. Nations from all over the world now would look up and pay a tribute to them.

In any case, in a word, His Majesty was very wise, and the Great Protector General of the Country has worked hard to come down to earth.

At this time, the post station was a few hundred miles away from the capital. In order to celebrate the victory of the Jin Kingdom, the chief specially hung two red lanterns at the gate of the post station. However, it has been snowing heavily in the past few days, as there are no officials passing through here, no one can see his intentions.

Holding a plate of fried beans, the postmaster squatted at the door and stared at the snow in the yard. The cold wind shaved his messy beard to and fro.

"Alas." The inspector walked to his side and said with a bitter face, "Who knows when these people who was sent here would leave?

The criminals who have been escorted this time are said to be high-ranking officials in the capital who have committed crimes. Before they were escorted here, someone had already look over, saying that they should not be neglected. As an inspector of the post station, he can only stay here every day to prevent this high official from having an accident.

These high-ranking officials were exiled this year and resumed post next year. There are people who wanted reprisals but there are also higher ranking people who wanted to protect the criminals. The unlucky ones are the people below them because they could not afford to offend both sides.

"They are already prisoners but they still like to put on airs. Laozi* will never served this kind of people." The posthouse chief took a sip and spit the bean shells in his mouth into the snow, "He doesn't know when to stop."
*This father 老子 - referring to himself, indicates arrogance.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a carriage coming at the end of the official road from a distance.
The chief shoved the fried beans in his hand into the inspector's hand, patted his half-worn jacket, and greeted the guests with a smile on his face.

The inspector rolled his eyes, he said that he would not served the high ranking people, but he immediately curry favor when he saw the powerful.
No one knows what kind of horse is pulling the cart. Even if it walks in the snow, it has steady hooves and is really mighty. The guards in armor were around the carriage, with burning eyes, completely different from the soldiers stationed in the city, as if they had seen blood on the battlefield.
The inspector realized that the identity of this travelers are not simple, and quickly put the fried beans in his hand on the window sill, and also leaned up, showing a flattering smile similar to the posthouse chief.

On the second floor, someone slowly pushed open a crack, revealing a pair of eyes hidden in the dark.

"The Hua family is here."
"Okay... let's start."