Based on the original novel 11 agents princess
by Xiaoxiang Donger
Arranged and translated by Angel Chua
CHAPTER 171 Reunion Again
The tent was picked up, and in addition to the dazzling sunlight and the aroma of roast bacon, Jingjing frowned and turned her eyes, and suddenly opened her eyes, apparently not fully awake. The breeze in the morning with a hint of refreshing sweetness suddenly dispelled the strong smell of the tent.
Chu Qiao did not raise her head and supported her forehead with one hand. Between the index finger and middle finger of the other hand was a black agate piece. She kept hitting on the white jade board and issued a crisp voice. She was frequent and monotonous and had some dull annoyance. However, she did not feel it, the latitude and longitude of the board were full and vertical, and she was hesitant, and she could not settle for a long time.
“Miss, everyone is ready.”
Duoji stood in the doorway and said quietly.
Chu Qiao’s eyebrows slightly shattered into a Sichuan word. Duoji voice echoed quietly in the air, but she did not respond. When Duoji thought she hadn’t heard her say it again, she suddenly pushed forward with a full game and turned to say aloud, “Tell everyone, starting today, we have to make good preparations day and night.”
Chu Qiao and others left school yesterday, and now they are on the way to Tang Jing.
Two weeks ago, the solemn and silent white-collar son Shen Yu of the Sui and Bian Tang dynasties suddenly came to visit and made a point of seeing Chu Qiao.
Chu Lin is the name of Dongji of Dorje, which he took himself. His surname is Chu Qiao’s surname, and he is called back to the mountain.
It’s not a big deal to see Duoji in the sinking. After all, the name of the school has been far-reaching in the past year, but the subsequent events have made Chu Qiao vigilant.
According to Duoji, when Shen Yu saw the way he had recently been writing, he attached great importance to this letter and even wrote to his father overnight. The Shen Yu who was serving in Meishan returned to the school town on the third day and will Duoji stay strong for three consecutive days. In his tone, he had a vague desire to recruit him.
There was nothing in the original. It is not surprising that an old man who loves talent likes a talented younger generation who wants to bring him or her together. However, just half a month later, Shen Yu introduced one person to Duoji. Chu Qiao finally realized the crisis.
Younger, graceful, mysterious, and scholarly, silent and respectful, and respectful of the fact that Duoji spoke for her appearance, she had to think vaguely of someone who had seen only one side. Recalling some of the recent rumors, Chu Qiao felt more and more nervous about the tensions. After three days, she decided to go north and be sure to meet Li Ce, so that she could not worry.
The team came to the ridge on the second day. Along the way, the high-lying streams along the way were prosperous with trees and green pines. If it wasn’t in discomfort, it would be a good way to relax.
However, a heavy rain in the evening of the third day blocked the trips of Chu Qiao and others.
The mountain road is difficult, the silt sag, the fourth day of the afternoon, finally went to the Qingheng River, but after the rainstorm, the big water will break the only bridge, and one seems to be crossing the river team is repairing, but the number is only three More than a dozen people, in the end, slow.
There are only two roads in front of us, or we can turn around and take the road to Huai Song, so at least for more than ten days. Or, just wait for the bridge to be repaired before crossing the river.
Chu Qiao added ten pieces of silver to each of the hired man guards. These honest Pakistani people joined the team building the bridge in front of them.
After a while, Douji went to the carriage and said: “Miss, the other party sent someone to thank us.”
When Chu Qiao saw the other person, he did not personally come to talk. He was also happy to be idle. He nodded lightly and said, “You go back and say that we all walk on the same route. We need to cross the river. No need to thank.”
The sky soon dimmed, thunder rumbling on the horizon, and the weather was extremely sultry. Chu Qiao picked up the curtain of the window slightly and saw the dark clouds in the west. I am afraid that when it was not much, it would be a heavy rain.
Mei Xiang cooked some meat porridge with several people. Chu Qiao saw that the team on the ferry ride was quiet. All the people were repairing the bridge. Only a simple blue buggy stopped quietly in a pine tree. under. Under the red light of the evening, the carriage seemed to be dyed with a blush, the breeze passing by, the curtain slightly turning over, and a white, gold-plated boot revealing a beautiful, indifferent calmness as if it were a nobleman.
Mei Xiang called his own guard and called everyone to eat porridge. When Chu Qiao met, she told her to send the extra porridge to those opposite. When he didn’t want Mei Xiang to come back, he was holding a big bag of oil paper bags. After opening, he had all good cakes and shortcakes, and two large pieces of dried beef.
“It’s really a good news person.”
Mei Xiang smiled and picked up a piece of cake, and went to the nose to smell it. He said, “It seems to be the layer of crispy white fish.” Miss, do you smell it, and it is not like the goods in our store from Baishui?”
Chu Qiao frowned and looked at it for a while, quietly said: “Not the same, we bought the pastry, not so crisp. Such cakes cannot afford to travel long distances, cannot do Business, I think the other party is just buying it on the road.”
Mei Xiang listened to a slight sigh. Although she had been worried about food and clothing for a long time, she was bitterly born. She murmured: “It’s really rich and rich, so expensive snacks are given.”
Jingjing had a small illness in these days, and she always fell asleep. This smelled the fragrance and opened her eyes. She didn’t see what it was. She called Mei Xiang: “Mei sister, I want to eat.”
“The heart of the people is indispensable. The people of this group are unknown. Be careful. Mei Xiang, throw these things in a place and don’t eat them.”
Mei Xiang slightly surprised, but then immediately nodded: “What the lady said is.”
After a half-dozen thunders, the wind blew up for a long time, but it disappeared at night. When the sky was completely dark, the wooden bridge was finally built.
The group of people seemed to be in a hurry to get on the road. They came over to say hello to Douji and they had to leave.
Chu Qiao did not want to delay the time. After the group of people crossed the river, they also crossed the river.
However, when I walked to the ferry, I saw that the porcelain bowl sent by Mei Xiang before was filled with porridge was placed on one side and the meat porridge was still intact. A few squirrels are crouching on the edge of the basin and are dying.
Chu Qiao put down the curtain of the window and leaned against the cushion, her eyebrows slowly wrinkled.
At midnight, I finally figured out that the mountainous area came to a flat grassland. The guide said that this place is a long and sloppy place. Out here, there is Xizhao Mountain, which passes over this mountain. The front is the first city in the southwest side of Autumn City. From the city of Autumn Winds, Tang Jing is to the east, Baishui Pass to the north, and Baishui Pass is the land of Daxia.
In the past few days, I have been trekking in the foothills. At the moment I saw the plains, and everyone was suddenly enlightened.
This has always been the case on the plains. Looking at a tree from afar, it does not seem far away. But it is really necessary to walk past, but it is necessary to run for a whole day.
After a full two days of walking on the leisurely days, I finally reached the so-called Xizhao Mountain.
This mountain is very beautiful and its scenery is excellent. I saw a few towering peaks standing on top of each other, pine and green, interspersed with flowers, a white waterfall pouring down from the top of the hill, forming a white practice, the mist rising, like a fairyland.
Because it is adjacent to the city of Autumn, the road to the area is extremely open, but two parallel carriages are still not crowded.
The sun sets, the setting sun is fiery, and a brilliant color is splashed on. The pine and cypress rainforest are blushing, and the flowers are blossoming, the flowers are beautiful, and the beauty of the scenery is outstanding.
That night Chu Qiao ordered to camp in a valley. The people underwent a collective cheering and spent a few days in a hurry. It really made everyone look tired.
However, not yet asleep, the wolf’s squealing sound came from far and near, and his voice was stern, and the people they called were horrified.
Jing Jing’s scared little face was pale, she shrank in the tent, leaning against Mei Xiang’s arms and eyes, but she could not sleep.
Chu Qiao couldn’t help but worry that the hungry wolves of the Southwest have heard and heard that they are scarce. Now that they are few in number, most of them are ordinary guards and chauffeurs who are hired. There are female children on the team. Once encountering wolves, the consequences are disastrous. She called Duoji and Ping’An, and told a few words to explain that everyone was ready to make a light snack.
However, by the middle of the night, the wolf sounded louder and there were still men crying.
Chu Qiao went out the door, put on a windbreaker, and told Ping An to take care of the camp with several people. He took Duoji and more than a dozen guards to go to the origin of the sound.
But it was a turn of a slope, and a stench of bloody smell rushed on. Everyone took a careful look and saw only a low valley. There were about a hundred wild wolves attacking a team of men and horses. Although the numbers of the people were not enough, they were very skillful. When you look at it, it’s not a good thing. The wolf was fierce and white-haired, with no fear.
Blood splatters, bad smells, screams are heard, and the back is cold.
Duoji frowned, and said quietly, “The wolf has a lot of people. If this group of people loses, we will be hard-pressed.”
Chu Qiao nodded and said: “We are prepared.”
A crowd of escort coaches is also rivers and lakes who walk outside all year. Although they lost to the regular army, they are extremely courageous. Pulling out the bow and arrow and setting the posture, Duoji looks cold and calm, saying: “Release!”
A row of rockets ignited with pine oil was blazed. At the exact time, wolves were attacked behind them and more than a dozen wild wolf slammed down.
The Wolverines were furious, and they turned to come and rushed toward them. The momentum was as lightning flashing. It was quickly astonishing. Several landings had already arrived.
Duoji hand was quick, raised a barrel of tung oil, slammed into the front, the torch was thrown, a firewall suddenly lit up in front of the hill, the tongue was as high as 30 feet. A few hungry wolves couldn’t stop rushing, slamming into the fire and suddenly screaming.
The wolves were afraid of the fire, and they were in a chaotic situation. The group of men saw some help and the momentum was even stronger. The headed several people rushed forward and rushed in. The knife was cut hard and the victory was pursued.
The group of hungry wolf was fierce, and it took so many hours to fight back. A few demonstrations were made before the departure, and there was a vague revenge.
All over the body of the wolf, a bad smell.
The next person in the valley shouted: “Which friend is helping me, my master thank you for your deeds!”
Duoji heard a slight glimpse, and the probe looked, but because the trees were blocked and the darkness was dark, they couldn’t see clearly. They just shouted: “But Cao big brother? We were met by the Qingheng River.”
The other party was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed: “It turned out to be Ji Xiaoge. I have some inconveniences. I will definitely come back to thank you.”
Duoji said busily: “Cao Da Ge does not have to be polite, I don’t know if he is injured? Is there a gold sore medicine?”
“Small injuries, not enough to hang on, the little brother is bothered.”
Chu Qi heard that the voice of the other party had brought a little vigilance and gently pulled Radolich’s sleeve to indicate something to his camp.
Duoji knows and says, “The little brother goes first, and Cao big brother takes care.”
When he returned to the camp, Ping’An was anxious to jump up and down. When he met Chu Qiao, he quickly ran up and asked, “Sister, can I get hurt?”
“Nothing.” Chu Qiao shook her head and said to Dorje and others: “Tonight everyone sleeps and stays a little more energetic. The torches are burning all night. The rockets and the sulfurous tung oil are ready. The wolves must be reported, and beware of them. ”
The crowd nodded and Chu Qiao returned to the tent to see that Jing Jing had already fallen asleep.
Mei Xiang took off her cloak for her and said softly: “Let Duoji go on the line. Why should Miss go in person?”
Chu Qiao shook her head and her eyebrows were locked and whispered: “I have been restless for a few days, and I don’t know if there will be any accident.”
“Miss is worried about the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. You can rest assured that the Tang Emperor is so savvy, where will the younger generation easily succeed.”
Chu Qiao softly sighed, hands holding a cup of tea that Mei Xiang handed, hot, but how could not warm her cold hands.
“I hope so.”
I do not know why, she suddenly remembered the team just under the valley, a heart I do not know why there are some concerns. Involuntarily, said: “Mei Xiang, last bought from the Xinglin Church gold sore medicine there?”
Mei Xiang suddenly screamed, anxiously asked: “Who is injured? Miss, are you injured?”
“No,” Chu Qiao shook his head and said: “No one is hurt.”
She was lying on the felt with some annoyance. Mei Xiang looked at her up and down as if she were cheating herself.
What’s going on here?
Chu Qiao frowned slightly.
The next morning, Chu Qiao and others had just gone a short distance and saw a team of people in front of him quietly stopping there, apparently the group of people last night.
A man in his thirties came over and said a few words with Dorje. When he was polite, he went to Chu Qiao’s carriage and said, “My family’s thank you, Miss’s help, this ceremony should not be abrupt, but it is necessary to be remembered by the grace of the people. It is to ask the name of the lady boldly and ask the lady to forgive me.”
Chu Qiao slightly frowned and divinely said: “The road is not equal. It should be helpful to help each other.
The man heard a little glimpse and said again: “I don’t know the name of the lady.”
“You are so strange, your host only sent you to come. It is obvious that you don’t want to be self-identified. Why do you want to ask me about my origins? It’s normal for everyone to meet each other and be alert and guard against each other. Since they don’t trust each other and have their own needs. Things, why not hurry up, this is not a word, don’t you feel bored?”
The man suddenly stunned, did not expect to be robbed by Chu Qiao, after the retreat.
After a while, the team ahead will leave.
Jingjing lingered: “Sister is really amazing!”
Chu Qiao sighed and leaned on the cushion.
What is so powerful, just don’t want to waste time with them. The more she drags her day, the more anxious her mood is, and the opposite group also gives her a sense of repressive crisis. She obviously feels that the other party is not an ordinary person. At the moment, it is better to have more than one thing or be careful.
However, after less than half a day, another sudden event stopped their footsteps. At this time, even if they were dull as safe, they were aware of a slight flaw.
On a slightly narrow mountain road, several large trees and a pile of siltstone cross the road, full of half a person high, blocking the road ahead. Everything is obvious. It is probably the landslide and mudslide caused by the heavy rain a few days ago. However, after many coincidences, no one wants to believe this simple reason.
The team stood in front of the horse, and looked at Chu Qiao and others who were late, and did not hide the hostility of the eyes.
And Duoji and Ping’An and others also frowned, the hands naturally hanging on one side, but the pulp but slowly rubbed the sword handle.
The sky was blue and white, the birds rang, and the sun was warm, and under the bright weather, the atmosphere was very different, and the sword was arrogant. No one went to clean up the mud on the road. Instead, they looked at each other and looked at them for a long time. step.
“What a coincidence.”
The man named Cao sneered and said slowly.
A breeze, but he was pulled by Duoji. The young man said with a little eyebrow and a faint smile: “Sure, it was a coincidence that, over the past few days, Cao and his brother have been repeatedly in trouble, and even my unbelieving destiny has had to say something unpredictable.”
“In my opinion, it is not a matter of God’s providence. I am afraid that some people are fooling around.”
Ping’An angered, “Who are you talking about?”
Cao big brother coldly shouted: “What are you guys? Draw!”
“I don’t think you are like a good person!”
He sighed with a sigh of relief, and he slammed his knife out. The cold light flashed. He stepped forward and he had to start.
When the other party saw it, he suddenly got a knife. At this moment, I saw a silver light suddenly lit up, and a slamming sound hit the hilt of the sword. The sword is a dragon, and on the ground, a clear female voice faintly said: “Ping’An, is not reckless.
It’s like a pool of cold water suddenly infused with boiling hot water, and the atmosphere calms down.
The audience was quiet and even the breathing of the people was almost clear and audible.
The breeze swept across the eyebrows of the people, and the distant pines swayed, and the ripples of waves were full of waves. The birds circling and dancing in mid-air, and squeaking.
A subtle voice suddenly came, it seemed that the boots were slamming on the stones, the wind blowing the curtains of the blue cloth, and the man named Cao suddenly surprised and said: “Master?”
The man said nothing, walking straight toward Chu’s carriage.
Duoji’s eyebrows were picked and suddenly shouted: “Stop!”
The man had ignored it. Duoji held the hilt and raised his sword, and he would immediately draw his sword.
However, when the sword was just half pulled, only a blunt sound was suddenly heard. The person was quick and strange. In the twinkling of an eye, he took off Duoji’s sword and threw it to the ground.
Duoji looked sober and rushed forward with a roar. The man was not afraid. He quickly walked to the front of the Chu Qiao carriage and reached out to lift her curtain.
“Call”, the clear wind suddenly blew in, the noon sun shimmering glare, Chu Qiao holding a small arrow, the arrow facing the door, but the moment the sun penetrated the pupil.
Duoji rushed forward from the back, and the five fingers became claws, and they grabbed the man’s neck. With him, more than three years to master Chu Qiao’s skills, this moment, can definitely make the enemy die.
However, that person did not flinch, wearing a white moire pattern gown, sword eyebrows star head, Qing Monarch Russ, calmly standing in place, eyes looking at her lightly, for a time, even difficult to distinguish the emotions, like a deep pool, secluded lake.
The arrow was off the string, passing through the man’s ear, and rubbing the arm of Dorje, shot like a peak, with a fierce murderousness, instantly freezing everyone’s movements.
Chu Qiao said quietly, there is no anger, but there is a deterrent that cannot be doubted.
Doji’s eyebrows were picked and called: “Miss?”
Chu Qiao’s eyes were slightly picky, and he didn’t talk. He just turned his head and looked at him faintly.
Duoji suddenly fell back to his mind and slowly backed off, but the man in front of the carriage was still unconvinced.
The smoke is so drunk, the weather is good, and people are flustered. A row of brightly colored yellow owls on the branches that are not far away, screaming and screaming. The trees are stretched, like the frown of the depiction, the jungle on the side is lush, and the flowers of all kinds are fascinating, beautiful and picturesque.
When the wind passes, the man’s clothes are gently blown up. There is no incense of the young and noble sons of ordinary wealthy people, but a light and unique Zhilan (means praise for the noble character, beautiful surrounding, future prospects) scent. The temperament is clear and handsome, and if you hold a clear snow.
Jing Jing, who was sitting behind Chu Qiao, suddenly stretched his hand and pointed at the man’s waist and shouted: “His jade and her sister are the same!”
The white and bright, round and transparent, the man was set up by the wind, one side of the jade hanging his waist, flashing faint brilliance.
Chu Qiao’s look gradually eased. When everyone stood silent and silent, she suddenly reached over to the man’s shoulder and jumped off the carriage. She smiled softly and told Ping’An and Duoji: “Don’t Grab it and quickly clear the road ahead.”
“Huh?” Ping’An opened his eyes wide, looked at Chu Qiao, looked at the man again, and finally asked, silly: “My sister, do you know?”
Chu Qiao looked relaxed and nodded. It looks like there is still a hint of joy.
Ping’An would like to ask who this person is, and who knows it hasn’t spoken yet, see the man’s eyes drifting lightly, not how severe, but it’s like the icy general indifference, it seems very reluctant to hear this stupid silly. The young man is chattering.
Cao Da Ge and others met and suddenly lowered their heads to retreat. They took out tools and began to clear the access road.
Chu Qiao turned to the man and said, “You come with me.”
Say it, go back.
Duoji quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of Chu Qiao divinely said, “What are you doing?”
Chu Qiao said: “Duoji, don’t worry, this is my friend.
Duoji looked at the man with doubts but saw that the person slightly frowned, and faintly swept him, his eyes as if the mirror lake was frozen, and the indifference was abnormal.
It is by no means a general indifference and coldness, but a high in the bones that can be practiced in the past and can be practiced in the upper ranks. When Duoji felt like a basin of cold water pouring from the top of his head, the back could not help but a cold, and Chu Qiao and the man had already gone far.
The weather on this day was very good. It was as clear as a lake and clear water, and if the sun was shining, the two came and went. After a short while, they walked into a secluded hill, and a waterfall cascaded down from the foothills. Fall into the chilly pool, splashed a large splash of water, granules clarified, against the bright daylight, dazzling.
Chu Qiao looked back and looked at the man in front of him. He hadn’t seen it for more than a year. He didn’t seem to have changed anything. He was still looking like that. What she wanted to say, she put a thousand words into her lips, but I didn’t know it. Afterward, after all, he turned into a smile and spilled his lips, and he did not know whether he was laughing or laughing.
“What are you laughing at?”
Zhuge Yue is still the same look, eyebrows slightly raised, it seems very impatient and she is standing here.
“Nothing.” Chu Qiao shook her head, still said with a smile: “It seems every time I see you in a strange way.”
Zhuge Yue turned his head and looked away elsewhere, still familiar with the awkwardness.
“What are you doing here?”
Zhuge Yue gave her an extremely accurate but extremely vague answer: “Work.”
“Oh.” Chu Qiao nodded and said, “Will you go back now?”
Then, the two stood on the spot and no one spoke again.
In a blink of an eye, it has been almost two years. In the past two years, he has turned to the wind and rained, and has become one of the powerful people on the mainland. In the remote places of Chucho, occasionally hearing his news, there will be a strange feeling of guilt. Sometimes she even suspects that the person she knows, and the men who rumored to kill and decide to be bold and courageous?
She also heard some rumors from Qinghai.
Although it is rumored that although it is nominally attached to the Great Summer, the self-selected bureaucracy is not elected from the clan, but selected through scientific examinations. Even civilians have the opportunity to consult. It is rumored that new laws have been enacted to encourage the cultivation of water conservancy projects and the protection of industry and commerce. The courageous businessmen in the Mainland have already gone to Qinghai to do business. It is rumored that slavery was abolished and the rich families of the clan could buy slaves, but as long as the slaves were willing to pay for their redemption, they could be separated from slaves. And even home slaves are not free to kill or they will be severely punished by the law. It is rumored that this is not the legendary desolation and ruin, but a vast geographical area. There are other people and people who thrive. Nowadays, there are many prosperous and prosperous towns…
There are also rumors that the King of Qinghai is now notoriously popular, known as the robber Sima. Every year, the court robs money and grabs grain, and competes for various materials with various names, and it is continuously transported to Qinghai. Every month in Qinghai, it is necessary to report the catastrophic floods and floods. The surnames there are not covered in food, and the court is forced to pay for food to save the refugees.
However, those materials will flow into the market as soon as they come out, in exchange for a large amount of real money and silver, and then blatantly transported to Qinghai headquarters. Nowadays, most of Yanbei’s strength has been hampered by Qinghai. Daxia simply did not dare to turn his face with him, so he had to let him do anything.
It is rumored that this man was called the father of Qinghai’s surname, and was called the robber by Simon’s surname. He was called a vampire by the officials of Daxia, and even his good friend and good ally, Zhao Che’s seven princes, also euphemistically advised him: Just fine, you have to eat meat, you have to let them have a soup.
It is rumored that the people of Ximeng even hate him for their bones, but now the bolder has quietly prepared to move. Every day, Cuiwei Guan is overcrowded, full of people who want to sneak into the house.
The elders of the great summer got angry at him for intent to indulge the Cui Wei Guan Shoujun (means defenders) to slacken his duties and put the surname of Simon in the mainland into Qinghai.
He is very innocent, and Yanbei is too powerful. We don’t have any extra strength. If we want to effectively limit these incidents, we urgently need the Ministry of Housing to immediately allocate 100,000 gold to Qinghai to expand the Qinghai Navy…
There are so many rumors, but Chu Qiao saw him at the moment, and the rumors suddenly disappeared from his mind like a cloud of smoke.
He is still him, not Sima, not King of Qinghai, not a stunning Qinghai grandfather, not a shameless summer vampire, he is still that apathetic and aloof but also with a hint of awkward and self-willed men. She survived many times and she was saved several times by the young master Zhuge Yue.
A few moments of emotion suddenly rose in her heart and gradually pressed down on that initial emotion and joy. She looked at him. Although he was still handsome, he was still cold like a block of ice. However, the corners of his eyes were already covered with a grain of silk. Look carefully. Going and looking tired have some hard work.
She quietly licked her lips and whispered: “You haven’t seen it for more than a year, and you are old.”
Zhu Gexun heard a sudden glance. The silky wind cream in his eyes was unloaded. He looked down to her and saw her face remains the same, but only a little thinner.
He was only 26 years old this year. In any case, he can not be called this old character. However, these years of hard work, those bumpy years of game conquest, those bloody murders splashed in the corners of the eyebrows, along with the old-fashioned, as rolling tides, flowing through his vicissitudes of life.
Set aside all kinds of scenery, is the endless night lights of the endless sleepless nights, is the shadow of the lonely window of the West and the cold cut candle, is the cold night cannot escape, is the independence of the wind little lonely.
Still face, but the heart is tired.
How can it not be old and how old it is?
He looked at her. The anger over the past year suddenly disappeared. Even the childish mannerisms were all old in this simple sentence.
“Over the past year, you are okay.”
“Nothing is good, it’s still alive.”
Zhuge faintly said that although the words are not good, but there is no cold tone in the past. Chu Qiao knew that he was not fighting with himself, but his true feelings. Maybe only people like them can understand it. Nothing is good, alive, it is very good.
“I’m also good.”
Zhuge Yue did not ask, Chu Qiao said: “I opened an inn, the days are very comfortable.”
The man replied faintly, but Chu Qiao looked at him and looked up at him: “Do you know?”
“I have lived there three times.”
Chu Qiao was completely stunned, but he listened to Zhuge Yue’s voice: “One year, can you figure it out?”
“Thinking and thinking about what?”
The man slowly frowned, a pair of you can really wear garlic: “Do you really want to open a lifetime inn?”
Chu Qiao squinted and was speechless. In fact, she really thought so.
“Or do you want to find someone to marry before you are 30?”
Chu Qiao said: “Who told you?”
“Who can there be?” said Zhuge Yue: “Nature is Li Ce. Don’t you know? The Spring Rain House opposite you is the one he opened, and the Four Seas Inn is behind me.”
Chu Qiao was speechless, and she suddenly thought of the two innkeepers who were deserted. Before that, she had been smugly complacent, thinking that it was his inn who squeezed them and had no business. Supreme handwriting.
Having said this, Li Ce should be well aware of the academic city. He should also be prepared for those people’s actions.
Suddenly remembered, raised his head and asked: “So you know our identity from the beginning?”
“I don’t know,” Zhuge Yue said, seeing Chu Qiao’s unbelief, said impatiently: “Although I’ve been to it, I haven’t seen you.”
Yes, she has retired a lot this year, and she rarely leaves home.
“What did you come out of this time?”
Chu Qiao did not know what to say. After all, Li Ce’s state affairs was vague: “I went to Tang Jing.”
Zhuge squeaked coldly, and the ash tree and the Duoji’s twigs lingered on the side of the birch. The scent was thin and faint, like a cloud.
The man surnamed Cao said far: “The road is clear and you can go.”
Zhuge Yue did not say anything, quietly stood for a long time, it seems that some of the atmospheres of impatience so depressed, he turned and wanted to go.
Chu Qiao suddenly exclaimed: “Next time you come to the university, you can come and see me.”
“I don’t have time to go,” Zhuge Yue said, coldly, turning slowly and calmly, and said, “I’m going back to Qinghai. Will you come with me?”
He just said this sentence, as if the acquaintance had asked to ask you to eat it as naturally as possible. Chu Qiao was silly and stupid. She was always like this, and everything could deal with it calmly, and only faced him. It will lose all wisdom. She stared blankly at him, and she seemed to want to see another mouth from Zhuge Yue’s face to prove that what he had just said was not what he said.
“Li Ce said that you are a tendon. At that time, it was greatly changed. I could not figure out for a moment and advised me to give you more time.”
Zhuge Yue said with a calm face: “Will you think about it now? Will you follow me?”
“You, you are Sima in the military department of Daxia? There are families in…”
“These people don’t have to control you.” Zhuge Yue said with a frown and said: “You just say that you don’t go with me.”
A flock of birds flew past and two birds flew past. Many birds flew over the forest. Chu Qiao still did not speak.
Zhuge Yue suddenly burst into fury and said, “Will you go in the end?”
“I am going to go to me!”
Chu Qiao replied loudly, the two men blushing and yelling at the thick neck, and the echoes echoed around, the more they seemed to be quiet.
“It’s good to meet you here, save me from talking to you again.” The man deliberately pretended to be very uncomfortable, as if all of this was his mastery, but he didn’t want to be in his own personality…
“Don’t run around, go back to your yard and wait for me to send someone to pick you up.”
After all, I am very handsome and turned away.
“If you go to Qinghai anyway, you can open the inn.”
A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhuge Yue slammed back and stared at her with a fierce expression.
The white clouds fluttering above the horizon, and the birds leaned out from behind the leaves, seemed to be strange. This worldly matter cannot really be judged by common sense.
When she returned to the carriage, Mei Xiang was waiting for her with a smile. Jing Jing was happier, and his music never returned. Chu Qiao is naturally clear about her careful thinking, but she is reluctant to say anything. Today’s everything is simply ridiculous. Chu Qiao calmly sat down and the heart is still scampering.
Is she too impulsive?
Mei Xiang smiled and added a cushion to her. She said: “All things in this world can’t be dealt with by reason. The slaves think that Miss was too calm before, and once he was impulsive, it was not necessarily a bad thing.”
Chu Qiao surprised and turned to look at her, surprised at the sharp insight of Mei Xiang.
Mei Xiang laughed and said: “Don’t you know, now you do, but write everything on your face. Compared to the previous lady, Mei Xiang felt that you liked this more.”
The carriage began to go. Dorje frowned and said: “Miss, do we want to go with those people?”
“Of course go together!” Jing Jing opened the curtain and called: “We’ll go together, and we’ll live together in the future. Hey!”
After that, I drove down the curtain drastically.
Mei Xiang gave Chu Qiao a cup of tea and sighed softly and said, “Miss, not everyone will wait for another person year after year. Some things, you didn’t catch it at the time, if it happened again in the future What will change, you will regret it.”
The stifling wind blew in through the slightly rolling curtains, like the mother’s gentle fingers. The sky was clear and blue, and the eagles soaring high away, passing through the clouds and away from the dust.
CHAPTER 172 Waiting for you to come back
Chu Qiao sat on the stone steps and looked at the sea of clouds on the horizon. The blossoms in the yard were extremely bright and red, yellow and red. They were very attractive.
The little one of the inn sat on a stool and was making tea very seriously. It was only a 13-year-old child. It was the young age of extrication. Duoji and Ping’An also sat side by side, chatting with him without a ride.
Chu Qiao listened to them talking about the scenery of Qiuqiu in Sichuan. She talked about the ancient path along the South of the hills in South China. Speaking of Daxia’s Tibetan ancestral hall, he talked about the Crow Mountain in the Sui and Bian Tang dynasties. At last, he talked about the heavy snowfall in Yanbei, and the topic gradually became lively. When they got up, Jingjing also came out of the room, eating various kinds of candied fruit, and scouring his head chatting with several people.
Mei Xiang is sitting next to the citron tree. He is working on a pimple. His fingers are fluttering and his eyes are flexible and dazzling.
As the sky faded, the lights in the yard took off and the heat was gradually dissipating. Jing Jing asked the kitchen for several ice bowls filled with colored fruits, cool, and looked very nice.
At the end of the previous storm, the suspension bridge in front of the autumn city was washed away. The journey of Chu Qiao and others was delayed. It took two days in the autumn city to continue north.
Today, they live in a small inn in the mountains, the entire inn is built on the hillside, ups, and downs, patchwork, lush forests, from afar, like a forest.
Chu Qiao’s room is located on a high cliff, facing the west. The boss wants to come to be an elegant person. Because this place is adjacent to Xizhao Mountain, it is called the Xizhaoyuan. Every evening, the sunset here is extremely beautiful…
Zhuge Yue lived in the Guigui Building next to him. Yesterday afternoon, he dispatched his men’s guards to help the government build bridges and ferries. If you really want to come, you need to immediately go back.
When it rained in the daytime, it stopped in the afternoon, and the leaves were green, but they were even more charming.
Chu Qiao was wearing a beige hemp skirt with an ebony scorpion on his head. The black long pine smashed a shackle and looked very refreshing and comfortable.
The moon is very round tonight, Chu Qiao quietly watching the moon, suddenly remembered that it will soon be Mid-Autumn Festival, but this place is only the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The place where the Mid-Autumn Festival called the White Moon Festival comes from a song that Chu Qiao once heard in the army. In the song, a man sang on a horse and went out to fight. She played for many years and changed from a soldier to a soldier and from a soldier to a general. Finally, he returned home and found that his house had fallen. His wife was also taken away by others. His parents’ sons were starved to death and their bones were grayed out. They did not even have a grave.
She still remembers the last sentence in the song: Moonlight shines on my soul and urges you to return home early.
Since then, the White Moon Festival has become a reunion festival, advising people to cherish their families, not to ignore the family for the sake of the immediate gains and losses, and wait until irreparable.
Moonlight shines on my soul and urges you to return home early…
“sounds so good.”
Mei Xiang stopped his hand and turned to look at Chu Qiao. He smiled and said: “I have never heard of a lady singing yet.”
Chu Qiao slightly surprised, only to find that he even sang out of silence.
“This is really the first good song. Can Miss understand the meaning of this song now?”
Chu Qiao slightly sideways: “Mei Xiang recently likes to reason for others.”
“I haven’t read a book yet. What I know is the easiest truth. Where can we compare with Miss Wu’s school bus?” Mei Xiang smirked and said: “But sometimes, the more you know, the more chaotic your brain becomes. Instead, it will ignore some very simple truths.”
“One day after another, every year on the house beam, looking at the village head road, still do not see the husband. Flang Bao’s frontier, outsiders’ walls, no clothes for their children, and their hungry mother-in-law’s. In the township and village, the evil village chief is the king of Tujia. The wind and rain are a trace of the wind, the cold snow piles broke the house, the moon is shining on my soul, reminding you to return home.”
The smile on Mei Xiang’s face was very quiet. She sang quietly on the tree. The petals fell down and hit the shackles on her hands. The white light of the moon fell on her fingers like a curved butterfly wing.
At this moment, there was a whistling sound in the distance. Separated too far, the sound of the flute is slightly ethereal, there is a kind of lingering, occasionally high, but it does not lose the clear, three turns, like a smoke, empty long, do not have a frank feeling.
Ping’An and others still chatted, and when they heard the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, Dorje sat up straight, eyes with a few sighs of sighs, even Jingjing, who had no melody, listened with his ears, very quiet. Look like that.
Mei Xiang stood up and turned around to return to the room. When she came out, she was holding a beige cloak and gently draped over Chu Qiao’s shoulders. She smiled and said: “The lady has been rushing for a few days and has been worried about it. It’s time to rest now. The backyard of this inn is in excellent condition. The moonlight is just tonight and the lady may wish to go out and walk.”
Chu Qiao turned his head, but he saw Mei Xiang smile and looked at her faintly, with a hint of embarrassment and encouragement in his eyes.
What Chu Qiao wanted to say, but ultimately failed to speak.
Mei Xiang said: “Miss, Mei Xiang does not understand anything. I do not understand what faith in the world is. I only hope that Miss can be happy. You are a good woman. The song should not be sung to you.”
The moonlight shines on Chu Qiao’s face. She is slightly embarrassed and cannot help but think of the second half of the song:
A few cold and summer mountains, snow drifting, Jun I do not know the road, heaven and earth sky. The baby died of plague, and her mother had no rice soup, and she sold herself for food. The husband is interested in the chest and is not willing to live in a poor town. There are many things in the world. The years are full of water, not seeking for wealth and poverty.
“Mei Xiang, go get that light green one.”
Mei Xiang slightly surprised, hesitantly looked at her.
She suddenly smiled, and stood up and said: “The whole day is not white, it is black, and it is like going out.”
The moonlight shines all the way, and she quietly walks. All the years have slipped past in the minds of the past. It is like a flying white egret that flies through the world of ink painting. Those things that are intense or pale or full of color or gloomy, gradually sink in the bottom of my heart, become a water, and gradually freeze into ice.
Resentment, jealousy, hatred, entanglement, help, hand in hand, life and death, reunion, struggle, joy, separation, loss…
Every time she steps out, she will have a picture and a landscape in front of her eyes. Each picture carries too many heavy things. There are national hatreds, personal grudges, incompatibility, persistent obsessions, years of repression and impatience, and a desire to break through the fierceness and circling of the jealousy.
With so many emotions filling the bottom of my heart, she was finally smashed by the lyrics that lay on the floor. She was able to spread it out with a fierce fingertip.
She is a King of Bihu (means shield). She uses a sense of calm and calm to put a thin layer of ice on herself and suppress all the feelings that she feels wrong.
One year, two years, many years.
There was a small lagoon behind the mountain. The wooden pavilion had fallen a bit. The boss was kind enough to plant a few durians and wisteria under the pavilion. The tiny flower pan climbed up the vines. Winding the column in a circle, do not add a little quiet elegance.
The light of the moon shines in the deep blue pool in front of it, and a round moon shines in the center of the water wave, a white round.
Zhuge Yue, on his lavender gown, sat idly on the steps under the pavilion. One leg curled, one stretched, and the back was leaned against the stripped pillar. A few strands of ink slipped from the horns and fell to his face. His appearance is still extremely handsome, holding a green bamboo flute, blowing a very pleasant tune. There is no obsessiveness, no ambition, just like the juvenile winds of the country playing, sometimes light, sometimes soothing, naughty Du (pear leaf) Ruo (Skin of Bamboo) aromatic wandering around him, like a naughty child.
Chu Qiao stood silently, silently, the wind blew over her pale green cloak, floating gauze, like early spring willow.
She never seemed to have seen him so carefully. She had been frustrated with years. She had been guilty of misfortune for many years. But now she wanted to come and was at least a lot luckier than the general she sang. The house did not fall. His loved ones did not die, but those who loved were still standing there. As long as she was willing to turn back, she could reach his hand.
Even though there was a lot of water, the world could not tolerate it. He still walked steadily and steadily to the present day. With his rare willfulness and stubbornness, he broke through the imprisonment, again and again, propped up the clear skies for her.
At the bottom of her heart, she seemed to hear the sensible building dumping. She said to herself, “Maybe I can be just once.”
After all, she hasn’t had any pretensions for years.
The whistle stopped and the man slanted sideways, seeing the green woman standing quietly under the laurel tree, slightly lost.
“How did you come?”
“I’m not allowed to come when you come.”
Chu Qiao smiled and walked over, kicked Zhuge Yue’s leg and said, “Get off.”
The man retracted his leg, and she sat down with her hand. The white sparkle of the deep pool reflected in her face, like a broken pearl, jade.
“Zhuge Yue, the suspension bridge will be repaired tomorrow. Will you be back in summer?”
Zhuge Yue nodded, looking at her slightly surprised and said: “What’s wrong?”
“Then when will you come to me?”
A trace of surprise flashed over the man’s eyes. He was rather strange. He looked up and down as if she had any conspiracy.
“Is it that Emperor Xia is dead? Or is it necessary to wait for Zhao Che to enter the throne? Will you be able to return afterward?”
Chu Qiao kneeling on the stone steps, the cap behind the cloak draped over his back, swelled slightly, surrounded by her snowy neck. Her chin arrived on her lap and her eyes looked at the pool in front of her. She suddenly turned her head and said, “Zhuge Yue, I will sing for you.”
The woman’s eyes are extremely clear and bright. She was not once sad to see the world. She looked at him quietly and smiled quietly. Like many times in her dreams, there were no other impurities in her eyes, no one else’s shadow, only him alone.
He forgot how he nodded and saw her happy with her hands on her knees. The moonlight painted a beautiful arc on her face. Her voice is very soft, like the fine sand of the waves, a little penetrated the quiet of the night, leisurely, and walked into his heart.
——Before a long time ago, you owned me, and I owned you. Before long, long time ago, you left me and went far to soar. The outside world is wonderful. The outside world is very helpless. When you think the outside world is wonderful, I will sincerely wish you here. Whenever the sun sinks, I always look forward to seeing you here. Although the sky is floating, I still wait for your return.
——Before a long time ago, you owned me, and I owned you. Before long, long time ago, you left me and went far to soar. The outside world is very exciting. The outside world is very helpless. When you think the outside world is very helpless, I am still waiting patiently for you here. Whenever the sun sinks, I always look forward to seeing you here. Even though the sky is raining, I still wait for your return.
The song followed the winds of the night and quietly reverberated in the courtyard full of Du Ruo aromas. Chu Qiao turned his head and looked so clear. She held out her hand and carefully and carefully approached Zhuge Yue’s hand, unlike any previous time. Like the girl who was in her first love, the tense fingertips trembled a bit, a little bit, a little bit. Touch the back of the man’s hand, then, gently fingering his fingers, only to see so cool, like the water of the secluded pool.
Zhuge Yue turned to look at her, his face has been stunned. The night breeze between them, the flowers in the pavilion were fragrant, and they were sitting on the steps like children and pulling their hands. No one spoke first.
They have always been opposed to each other. Once they are in a straight line, they seem to be ignorant of their positions.
Zhuge Yue was a bit of a joke, but he also felt he could never laugh at this time. He was frowning seriously, and his face was very intriguing.
With his heart knotted, Chu Qiao became very natural. She took his hand and opened her eyes and asked: “Zhuge Yue, Qinghai?”
“Well?” The man froze a little, then said: “Okay.”
“Is that beautiful?”
Someone has no romantic cell back: “There are a few places that are not bad.”
“Is that Qinghai cold?”
“Summer is not cold, winter is cold.”
Chu Qiao said with hope: “The people there must be very simple.”
“You are stupid, how many bad guys are there? The world crow is generally black, who is not selfish?”
“Ah?” Chu Qiao finally frowned. “That’s not so good in Qinghai.”
“When did I say the place is good?”
Chu Qiao is speechless. Is this a man who wants to take a woman to run away?
“But there is one thing that is good in that place.”
Chu Qiao asked: “What happened?”
Zhuge Yue smiled proudly: “The place is my final say.”
Zhuge Yue laughed twice and found no one holding up his field, and some of the depression lived.
“When did Xinger did not hate me?”
Chu Qiao slightly bowed, turned and asked: “Did you just say something?”
Zhuge Yue was silent for a moment, but it seemed difficult to open his eyes. His eyebrows slowly wrinkled and he said for a long time: “From when did you not hate me?”
“Who said not hate?”
Chu Qiao gasping with her fists gestured to her own head and said: “I remember it all here.”
Zhuge Yue disdainfully glanced at her: “I feel bad.”
The moon shines light on everything below. In fact, many times, there are things that require only a few words. They only require a small movement. However, it takes so many years to get there.
The osmanthus swayed, and the man’s fingers held back naturally, holding the woman’s cold fingers in her palm.
So many years of hard work, so many years of dedication, it seems that only to wait for this action.
He turned his head and opened his mouth happily in a way that no one else could see.
On the second day, the suspension bridge was finally repaired. They went out of the autumn city and took a waterway through the Muling River. Then they went ashore to Qiusan County and they had to part ways.
The carriages of the two teams stopped at the same place. Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao stood at the forefront of the team. The weather was clear and clear and blue.
Zhuge Yue looked at the north very coolly and said, “I’m leaving.”
“Oh,” Chu Qiao nodded. “Let’s go.”
“Less fooling around with Li Ce, go back to your inn with nothing.”
“Who was fooling?” Chu Qiao frowned.
“Zhuge Yue, we have to be separated, all converge, and give the other side a good impression.”
Zhuge Yue’s awkward sigh: “I have never had a good impression of you.”
Chu Qiao went up and scolded him: “Are you still a human? Do you still have humanity? Who was crying and crying for me?”
Chu Qiao is very painful, Zhuge Yue is also angry: “Where is Xinger when do I cry and cry for you?”
Chu Qiao thought for a moment and it seemed to be missing.
However, the action is similar, so why do you have such an indifferent attitude after succeeding? Besides, isn’t it a success now?
She gave him a sly glance: “You’re going to load it.”
The cold war took a little while, and they looked at each other with dismay. The original copy of the disengagement even gradually faded.
After all, it’s a step closer to that, isn’t it?
At the very least, it can already be a natural joke.
“I’m serious.” Zhuge Yue suddenly said very seriously: “Less Li Ce, is mixed, and the state affairs of Sui and Tang Dynasties do not intervene. I am now a woman who is too much in love with nosy.”
Chu Qiao looked at him and said, unhappy, “I just wanted to remind him of it.”
“What is it now? What are you going to do?”
Chu Qiao angered: “I’m leaving.
Got to go? Where are you going?
Zhuge Yue’s mood was suddenly much better. He had some unnaturally cleared his throat and said: “Anyway if you pay attention, Li Ce’s mixed ball is not a good thing.”
Chu Qiao shook her head and said with emotion: “The so-called cross-river bridge, I am afraid that you are such a person.”
“what did you say?”
Zhuge Yue really wanted to be angry, and Chu Qiao raised her hand, a look she didn’t want to follow him: “You still don’t walk. You’ll be dark for a while. I’m leaving if you don’t leave. ”
Zhuge Yue smashed for a long time and suddenly pulled a white jade bell out of her arms. It looked rather flattering. He raised it to her mouth and said, “Let’s sing that song last night and sing it to me again.”
Chu Qiao said, “Why?”
Zhuge Yue’s face suddenly turned red and he was very cute. He frowned and said, “Why there are so many reasons, I told you to sing, you sing.”
“Singing is also in need of mood. I feel bad now and I don’t want to sing.”
Zhuge Yue looked at her with the murderous eyes she had trained for many years, but she did not take her eyes off for a long time.
Chu Qiao’s guilty conscience, which he saw, whispered: “So many people are watching it. When I sing, they listen to everything. I still can’t be human.”
Reluctantly accepted her explanation, Zhuge Yue said: “Then you say something to it.”
The man is almost gnashing his teeth: “Whatever!”
Chu Qiao immediately shouted at the bell: “Zhuge Yue is a bastard!”
The sound of the loud, even the following many followers for their attention.
Zhuge Yue was furious and turned around to leave. Chu Qiao joked big time, quickly caught up with the previous step, grabbed his hand and said to the little bell: “Remember, I’m waiting for you.”
Just one sentence, the man’s anger was lowered. In fact, he was a particularly good person.
“What is this?”
Chu Qiao touched two times, only felt like a stone is not stone, like jade non-jade, work and fine, with a bell as the shape, but inside is a twist, like a human ear.
Zhuge Yue did not ignore her, but said: “Let’s go and grind.”
He still has a reason?
The two men walked into the ranks and were finally leaving soon. Chu Qiao could not help but groaned seriously: “Be careful.”
Zhuge Yue looks like a very calm and slightly swinging hand, very calmly on the horse, looks lonely and proud, indifferent as water, a pair of high-looking appearance: “Remember what I said.”
After all, a large number of guards gathered in the crowd.
The figure gradually went away, and Chu Qiao still stood still and did not respond.
Jingjing came forward and looked obsessed. He murmured: “Sister, brother-in-law is so cold.”
Duoji frowned, very much like to hear, divinely said: “Jingjing, do not talk nonsense.”
Jing Jing looked back at him and grimacing as he shouted, “You are mad at you!”
“Duo Ji, do you know what this is?” Chu Qiao asked with an eyebrow and described the appearance of Zhuge Yue’s little bell.
Duoji frowned slightly and meditated for a long while before saying: “Miss if you read it correctly, it should be the legendary knowing bell. In the ancient book, it was one of the three treasures of the Southwestern language family. The wind-speaking people are exquisite in craftsmanship and proficient in mechanical secret arts, and this is known as the bell of the eighth-generation patriarch of the wind language family. It is said that if you speak loudly to the bell mouth, the voice will be preserved by the bell, once it is blown by the wind The sounds will be repeated and the tone will not change. It is just that the language family has always been whereabouts and secrets. For many years, no one has heard of their news, and the bells have long been lost. Where is Miss? Do you hear the bell when you come to this bell?”
Chu Qiao was slightly choked, and the horseshoe in the distance had long since disappeared, leaving only one line flying above the plank road.
“Do I know the bell?”
Zhuge Yue abandoned the carriage and rode the horse. Now it is close to the Daxia border, and the people who respond to it are in front of them. They are no longer carefully hiding.
The weather was warm and there was no trace of wind, but the horse ran up and there was a slight breeze blowing over the bell that was on his neck.
“Remember, I’m waiting for you.”
The woman muffled and gentle lingered and softly rang in her ear, like a clear lake, quietly covering the smoke. His mouth could not help but lift it up lightly, but the smile hasn’t slid to the bottom of the eye yet another voice suddenly rang:
Zhuge Yue is a bastard!
The voice was so loud. All the guards who were rushing to the horses were all startled. They stopped in surprise and the horse looked at him with a puzzled look. (LOL Chu Qiao said it twice, can you imagine how Zhuge Yue looks like?)
Zhuge Yue’s face, how ugly it is, how ugly it is. (LOL, I told you! hahaha)
On the eastward ramp, the Qingbu carriage, Chu Qiao also worked hard to meditate:
“Isn’t it like a tape recorder?”
“Sister, what is a recorder?”
Jingjing came together and asked with a squint. Since she saw Zhuge Yue, the little girl was in a good mood, and the relationship with Chu Qiao immediately returned to her intimacy.
Chu Qiao heard it very enthusiastically explaining to her: “This recorder…”
Mei Xiang sat on the other side of the carriage and looked at Chu Qiao, who was explaining the principles of the recorder to Jing Jing, and could not help but smile.
In fact, many times in life are like this. The authorities are obsessed with spectators and many things are not as complicated as they are imaginary, but because of some obsessions in their hearts, they stubbornly cling to it and waste great time. Even if they are smart people, as long as things are It will also be lost if it happens to you.
Sometimes, as long as we step out, everything will change dramatically.
“The road hasn’t gone yet. Maybe there will be other changes. Are you afraid?”
The wind blew over the clear water of the secluded pool and drew a shallow ripple.
Her head leaned back on his shoulder, and the fragrance of Du Ruo slowly drifted in. Her voice was low, as if she had broken through all the hesitant devils and gradually condensed into three short words: “I Not afraid.”
She smiled softly, reached over to her waist, and sat there until dawn.
CHAPTER 173 Da Tang Fox Change
Unpredictable turmoil, like a pot of icy water, was abruptly heated to the point where it was hot, and people in the water had not yet reacted and had been cooked.
When it was time to visit Lu Shui, the war had expanded. After a few road rides, the city was destroyed, the homes were burned, and the old fertile fields were turned into decadent black ash. The Jurassic Faire was floating in the muddy yellow soup. It can be seen in the people of Limin who died in the turmoil of the war. The bustling dynasty destroyed everything. Blood and flesh punished pungent odors on summer nights.
Prince Luo raised troops in Meishan. He did not want to become a chaotic thief. The people drove home eastward. However, when they arrived in Lu Shui, they discovered that Xu Su, who was the commander of Luo Shui, was a family member of Prince Luo. The waterway ferry in the east was firmly blocked, and the Sui and Bian Tang dynasty soldiers west of the Lu Shui Pass were unable to care about each other. In the battle of Hong Cheng, Prince Luo was defeated by King Luo and the Sui and Bian Tang dynasties were shaken.
The journey of Chu Qiao and others was delayed. In the war, even with her power, it is difficult to compete with such a situation.
The drowning generation, the surnames gather, when the summer is over, the disease is prevalent, and within half a month, the city begins to spread the plague. The big giants all closed their doors and sent a large number of guards to guard the patrols. The hotel wine cellar was closed for business. If you want to buy a grain of rice, you can’t do it. Chu Qiao and others had to go to the suburbs. Before they got ready for the journey, the food tents were ready.
As the days went by, a variety of gossips followed, and it was Duiji’s safety and other people who ventured into the city to inquire and could not find any useful information.
Rumors vary, and some say that Li Ce has rehabilitated 800,000 iron riders in the East. It was also said that Prince Luo had spent the first few days in Jun shan with the fall of Nan Huaijun. The generations of Jiangzhe, Fei Cheng, Nanwang, Heijun, and Xizhao Mountain were successively slain. Imperial soldiers were mostly killed and injured. The rest surrendered and there were no more than five days. The army of Prince Luo was stationed in Lu Shui. Others said that the large Southwestern minority household donated money, donated food, responded to the Prince Luo’s uprising, and played the banner of a dying monarch. He dispatched the family’s pro branch soldiers into the Meishan Army, and the number of Prince Luo’s troops reached millions. It is even more ridiculous to say that Li Ce was no longer in Tang Jing at this moment. Instead, he took a harem house and hid in Daxia. The East China Sea Huai Song was helping him build a sea boat. He would have to flee to the sea.
Although the rumors were not entirely true, the army of Prince Luo was still close to drowning day after day.
Because fewer and fewer refugees have appeared in recent days, this shows that the encirclement of Prince Luo is getting closer and closer, and he will join forces with the army in Lu Shui.
After another seven days, Prince Luo’s army finally drove to Chebi, which was more than eighty miles away from Lu Shui. However, unexpectedly it stopped and did not have to meet with General Xu Su. Acting, but drowning, there is no clear-cut notion of loyalty to Prince Luo.
The war, suddenly stagnant.
At this time, the Imperial West Army was aware of the unusual events. General Xu Su was the general of the Empire. He had followed the old general of Murong in his early years. If he was willing to stand by Li Yi and stood on Li Ce’s side, t then the Sui and Tang dynasties would win.
In this way, after watching it for four days, Xi Shujun led Lu Bing to the 30,000-strong terracotta warriors and rushed to Chebi, and the Prince Luo army had a fierce battle. Although the war was fierce, the Xishuo army suffered heavy casualties, but they bravely broke away the defense line of Prince Luo and rushed to the General of Xu Su, who was in Lu Shui. It was self-evident that it was to defend the Sui and Tang Dynasties with the Lishui army of the Emperor.
However, at this moment, the horrific massacre that shocked the whole of Ximeng mainland began without any warning.
Xu Su overnight killed 13,000 soldiers from Lu Bing Guan (means mountain). The blood was stained by the Qinghui River. Even if the river is thirty miles away, the red river can still be seen. The corpses are piled up and almost formed. A large high dike.
The drowning generation circling all day long, and in the night, it was a fierce cicada and a whistling sound. The fierce bird beast biting the rancid body, like a terrible nightmare.
After three days, he finally believed that Prince Luo Xu, who had sincerely committed General Xu Su, had entered the Lu Shui camp with 150,000 troops. And on the second day, in the support of the military, the yellow robe was added, and the ancestors bowed to the throne, and they immediately took the throne.
Two days later, the Meishan army rushed to Lu Shui 200,000, together with the 180,000 defenders of Xu Su, Prince Luo’s strength has been almost equal to 600,000 people.
In this regard, Sui and Bian Tang Dynasties appeared in a bizarre situation where the two emperors were tied up and ruled by the river.
Ten days later, it seems that the Tang Emperor Li Ce, who could no longer tolerate such insults and disgrace, finally issued an exhortation document. His words were fierce and he personally took the initiative to lead the army. He led the Central Army 90,000, the Southeast Army 110,000, and the Wolf Soldier 200,000. To Tai Shan, rushed to Lu Shui.
The war is imminent.
At the beginning of August, Luo Wang ascended the ancestor to the balcony, burned the incense banner, and then, with his army, there were 150,000 Meishan troops crossing the river, leaving 50,000 Meishan Army and General Xu Su guarding the water. However, Li Ce’s army was slow to squash and battalion and did not dare to fight. For five days, there were only a few battles of the Masters. It was said that the military was fighting, rather than being a group of people. For a time, Li Ce’s name was in the Sui and Tang dynasties. The earth is a laughingstock. Tang Huang was afraid of Prince Luo. He did not dare to play in the camp. The spread of the world was well known.
However, when everyone believed that Li Ce was about to lose his country, Chu Qiao suddenly ordered Mei Xiang to pack up and prepare for Beijing.
Mei Xiang did not understand what she meant and asked bluntly.
Chu Qiao looked at the General Xu Su camp in the east, her eyes became a little blurred. She remembered the night when the Xi Shujun was massacred on the same day. The screams rang out in the ear, all night long.
“This battle is going to end.”
On August 17th, the Da Tang army finally swept away the previous suffocation, and the army was dispatched to fight the battle between Hu Linxun and Prince Luo.
The soldiers fought bravely and the war lasted for one day and one night. No one had any concessions. They all know that this is a battle for imperial power. The winner will definitely be part of Jinwu palace, the future will be beautiful, and the losing party will have to copy the door, one will not stay.
At the crucial moment of the battle, General Xu Su suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Prince Luo army cheered loudly, but before their laughter disappeared, General Xu Su’s army suddenly came to the back of the Prince Luo’s army with a saber!
On August 20, Prince Luo defeated and killed more than 40,000 people, while the rest fell.
Prince Luo fled all the way to Lu Shui under the guardianship of two thousand-strong Guardians but found that all the 50,000 officers and men under his subordinate had died. Li Shui is like a soup, no boat can be crossed. Prince Luo was cornered. He was not with them when he sighed on the banks of the river. Then he pulled himself up.
At this point, the bright handsome Emperor, who had only been enthroned for only eleven days, left the history book of Sui and Bian Tang Dynasties, and everything disappeared invisibly as if he had never appeared before.
On August 21st, the emperor’s army chased after the Prince Lou’s Party and killed more than 300 families of Southwestern ethnicity along the way. The woman became a bureaucrat, and all men who had crossed the whip were beheaded. Almost overnight, the entire southwestern clan was uprooted, and the hurricane passed by and was in turmoil.
On August 27th, the Tang Emperor’s class returned to Korea. General Xu Su, who made great contributions to the rebellion, continued to lead the troops to destroy the rebel party. The blood was centered on the southwestern Meishan Mountain, and all the way through the entire Sui and Bian Tang Dynasties land.
On the fourth day of September, the emperor issued a will to divide the materials collected from the southwest clan in half and divide it equally among the various provinces and counties that were persecuted during the war and exempted the southwest five years from paying taxes. The place recuperated. At one time, Li Ce’s popularity climbed to the top. The surnames of those who lost their homes and lost their loved ones suddenly knew that they could still live. They were all grateful to the zeros and thanked the emperor for their grace.
In the first nine months of September, Chu Qiao took Ping’An Duoji and other people on the road again and took a boat to Lu Shui to Tang Jing.
The Sui and Tang Dynasties are still Sui and Tang Dynasties. The sky is blue and white, and the smoke is still the same. Only the soldiers who once died on the battlefield can no longer see it.
On the 15th of the month, the round of the moon outside the window is like a good jade plate. Between the phoenix trees outside the temple, there are countless streams of fireflies, sparkling with a slight blue light, gently circling back and forth.
The whole palace was cold and empty. Suspended from above and below by pure white urns. White candles replaced the old lanterns and gave off a halo.
She walked behind the guards and slowly walked. Jinwu Palace was still as big as this, but she lost her soft songs and pink arms. It suddenly appeared empty now.
The arrow marks on the cuffs wiped across the clothes on both sides and made a buzzing noise. The night was too quiet. The crow flew over his head and raised his head, but he could only see the town beast resting on the high room. The vastness of the sky spread like a fog, and under the gloomy pines and cypresses, Chu Qiao looked down, and secretly heard the chanting verses of the monks, as if they were coming from the other side of the sky, making people feel empty.
There has been no change in Yanju Residence. Indus has been rolling, and the lotus ponds have become darker and longer. The pale moonlight came through the window of white cotton, and the first few windows of the west were very smooth. The humid wind was blowing in from the outside, and with the damp vapors, the blue and white billows of the temple flew. Only the already worn wind chimes were hung in front of the window, and the sound of jingle bells was still being made from time to time. It was still crispy, like the song of ice-breaking.
Li Ce sat between the blue and white tabernacle, one small ebony, two small futons, a green jade pot, and two white wine bottles.
The crimson curtains danced with the wind, and from time to time swept past the empty and silent hall. Li Ce made a break, a dark purple robes, embroidered with green and blue moire, circled and layered, with royal features. The stitches were finely stitched, faced with white jade and sat quietly against the moonlight, like a still painting.
Chu Qiao stood in the doorway, holding a green pillar, and for a moment, he did not even know how to walk forward.
The night wind blew on the gauze, and Li Ce turned away in the moonlight. He looked relaxed and his eyes slightly lifted. He was still the laughing fox and smiled at her softly. “You are here.”
This voice was very calm, but Chu Qiao’s heart was sour. She looked at him and only thought that he was still the same as the one he had left. He was smiling with a hippie and was playing with a joke, but he could see everything thoroughly.
As the years rushed away, so many things happened one after another. It was getting too fast for her to return to God. She looked at him at the moment and felt faintly strange but somewhat distressed.
Stepped forward, kneeling beside Li Ce, tightening the corners of the mouth, eyes sour and astringent.
Li Ce rubbed her hair with a smile, still as usual, deliberately messed up her neat hair, and said with a smile: “Why do you cry? I have not yet died.”
The more he smiled like this, the more Chu said he felt sad, and she forced herself to make a smile and nodded her head and said, “Nothing is fine.”
The window opened for a long time, hidden behind the window of the last pool filled with clean.
Li Ce bowed his head, quietly groping the complicated pattern of wine.
“He is a thief chaos, can not enter the imperial mausoleum, I buried him on the Luo Fu Mountain.”
A breeze came in and the wind chimes on the window made a series of noises. Looking up, I saw the bells carved with dense and elaborate designs. The corners were also decorated with hollow silk flowers, depicting fine gold powder, even though Years of wind and sun, the color is still bright.
Li Ce gave a shallow drink. His eyes were calm and his tone was calm and quiet: “The child is buried there.”
He looked up, his mouth was light, his face was confusing, but his eyes were lightly bright.
“You can’t live with the same life and die with the same points, and you don’t expect him to end up with a fight.”
After all, the hall was quiet, and Chu Qiao sat beside Li Ce and quietly stayed with him for a drink. She did not sit in the opposite position because she knew it was not for her.
Lonely light, he is waiting for someone who will never come again.
“I know he will be against.”
Li Ce said to himself, Chu Qiao did not say anything. She knew that he did not need anyone to answer. All he needed was a quiet person to listen.
“I waited for him for many years, but I also have a little hope, I hope he does not want to reverse the whim.”
Li Ce laughed himself, looked up and drank a glass of wine, and turned to smile at Chu Qiao: “You know, Li Luo He (Prince Luo) was not as smart as I was when I was young. My martial arts skills are not as good as me, but poetry is better than me. When he was a kid, he said that he hoped he could grow up and learn about Confucianism, find a place with beautiful scenery and establish a government house, and compile a most detailed historical history of Ximeng.”
His eyebrows were slightly curled, and the moonlight leaked from the veiled panes and sprinkled on his handsome cheek. He said quietly, “In fact, he didn’t know that I was on the day when I was enthroned as Prince. Since then, An’Qing has built a history hall for him. Unfortunately, after A’Fu’s death, she never had the opportunity to speak with him again.”
His brow furrowed tightly and his voice shivered. He squeezed out a few words from his teeth:
“You said him, why must you oppose it?”
The wine smashed in two, sharp jade punctures his mouth and bright red blood splattered like a gorgeous sea otter.
Chu Qiao suddenly remembered many years ago, just under this palace, under the autumn parasol, the man dressed in a green shirt stood silently and said softly to her: “I am Prince Luo.”
Dirty, in the dust-covered corner, the wind gently blew the waves of years, many years ago, three young children used to run around in this deserted hall. Their Laughter, like the smoke of June, blew through the thick fog of this cold, secluded palace, and blew out the specter of the imperial family.
“AFu’er, I said that I am a wife today, I was him the day before yesterday. It is my turn today.”
“I do not want!”
“Why? You don’t want!”
“I don’t want it!”
“Oh, I told my father, I will take you through the door now.”
“I don’t want me! Not to want me!”
“Ah! Dead girl, how do you bite?”
“Well, you two don’t bother, you should go to the study room.”
“Luo He, the prince bullied me.”
“What older brother? To call the king uncle! Uncle Huang, AFu’er got sick, biting people, I have to go to the medical center to find a doctor, I can’t go to class today.”
As the night cools like water, the flashlight and shadow of the old days fade away, leaving only a shallow clear glow. The cold moon is like a frost, and the ground is picking up a cool chill. In this hot summer, the skin arouses a slender numbness and smoothness. As the back climbed up, he was entrenched in the mind and spread a luxury.
Li Ce drinks more wine, a lean back slumped out of the door of the home.
He seemed to be thin, disappearing a little bit in the moonlight, and Chu Qiao stood at the window and watched him leave. He only felt that he was empty, like a broken ice lake.
The struggle for imperial power has always been cruel and bloody. It was not you who died. It was me who died.
As between Yanbei and Daxia, it is impossible to reconcile.
She suddenly remembered Yan Xun, and remembered his feelings when he killed Mr. Wu and others.
Perhaps the situation is slightly different, but after all it is a battle of power. Today’s Li Ce will be sad and sad for the death of Prince Luo. At this moment, Yan Xun may feel sorry for the actions of the day.
The desperate roar before death and the final screams of the Xishu Army beside the Zhashui River were a little bit mingling together, like a sharp roar and a tumbling overturn in the mind.
The building of power rises up a little bit. After all, only one person can embark on the journey. Before that, there are millions of people who fall down and build up the cornerstone of progress.
There are a few drops of faint water stains on the ebony and there is no wine, under the reflection of the moonlight, sparkling crystal color.
“There is a string of wind chimes out there that is covered in dust. If the girl has time, let the palace person clean it. The cool autumn winds, the bells are crisp, it is very sweet.”
A light voice sounded in my mind.
Chu Qiao walked slowly, reaching out and gently touching the wind chimes. Just listening to the sound, the wire hanging from the wind chime suddenly broke, the whole wind chime suddenly fell, and then fell into the Taiqing pool below, pulled out a white splash, and a circle of rolling cymbals.
CHAPTER 174 Tiger Poison
On August 20th, 790, Prince Luo defeated in Lu Shui. On September 11th of the same year, Emperor Li Luo’s two daughters were even condemned to death at Meishan Mountain, and the twenty-one powerful generals suffered from the shackles. The general, Xu Su personally monitored, after a paper order was thrown away, there were dozens of ghosts without a master.
On that day, Mei Xiang came in from outside the temple, and there were a few white petals on her body, and her look was slightly guilty. Qiu Sui called her a few times, she only reacted, and said, “I just heard that Prince Luo was found by General Xu.”
Xu? Xu Su’s sister Xu Yining?
Qiu Sui quickly patted her chest and said: “I can find it. I heard that General Xu Su lost his father and lost his mother. Only such a younger sister is very dependent on this sister. Now he has made such a great contribution to his majesty. If Miss Xu is miserable, it would be a pity.”
Mei Xiang slightly frowned, and the look was like a layer of faint blue smoke. The small arm-like thick backlighted the light of the candle, and her face was pale. She lowered her voice like a gale. The chicks of the weather are sharp and low-pitched: “I heard that it was found on Luo Fu Mountain, and on the dead tree of Luo Fu Mountain, both legs were taken away by the wild wolf.”
Qiu Sui listened to the scream of “ah” and it was white when his face was stunned.
Chu Qiao’s heart suddenly cooled, and a chill of cold rushed from the bottom of her heart, like a white cigarette in the incense burner, swirling and swaying.
The moonlit night is cold, and the songs and dances in the far-flung temple are starting again. Mrs. Zhan Ziming is now a soft-skinned woman who has become a high-ranking woman after Li Ce. She was diagnosed pregnant in the hospital a few days ago. In two days, she will go to the palace to raise her baby.
This long night, but it is still dead, so long.
In this way, it took another half a month. After the summer and autumn, after a few cool showers, the air became cold and humid. Xiahe is falling, and there is a black lotus leaf on Taiqing Pond. Nowadays, there is no one in Jinwu Palace that has the mood of taking a hot spring to stay in the spring.
The southwest experienced great chaos, and the school city was close to Meishan. The student inn, which Chujo carefully managed, was also destroyed by the war. Mei Xiang Jing Jing and others couldn’t help but feel a little bit sad. Li Ce said that she could rebuild for her, but Chu Qiao lost her interest. After all, this Ximeng, she will not live long.
Chu Qiao lived in the Jinwu Palace, and one day, watching the day sleek over the vermilion window, waiting for another day.
She rarely saw Li Ce. After Prince Luo’s case, although the military strength of the Sui and Tang Dynasties was lost, the southwestern clan was divided, but the national treasury was full and flourishing. Li Ce seems to have turned a temper, and has become very busy. Even the song and dance of the harem has been long gone.
Autumn is bleak, light and shadow are floating, and it is quietly gone in two months. Chu Qiao got up early in the morning and pushed open the window. She saw a thin snow outside. Some sycamore trees outside the window were covered with a layer of white trees. She lived in the school. I have never seen snow in a long time. Mei Xiang and others have seen it. Very happy, Jingjing went out to play with a group of small palace ladies, wearing a red satin cloak, looks cute and lovely.
Zhuge Yue’s letter came again. In the past few months, due to the influence of the Sui and Tang wars, Li Ce’s pressure on the Great Summer Frontier was greatly reduced, giving Zhao Che a chance to breathe. Last month, Zhao Yang used tactical tactics to drive the South Corps secretly stationed at the West Camp, which is 30 miles outside the city of Zhenhuang. At that time, the northern Hudi happened to have a snowstorm. Zhao Che went to Beihu and was not in Kyoto. Zhuge Yue quickly took 5,000 Qinghai Guards and rushed to West Camp. He and Zhao Yang spent more than three hours, if not Wei Shu You arrived in time, it is very likely that there will be a big mess.
However, he did not mention anything when he sent a letter. Chu Qiao learned this from the mouth of the guards and remembered the danger of holding 30,000 troops against 5,000 men and horses. She only felt that her spine was cold and gave a hint of detail. The sweat is coming.
The summer imperial time is running out. There have been no more than two months in the Korea. The imperial power struggle in the summer has intensified. If you do not care, you will be in danger of dying. When Chu Qiao has nothing else to do, she will also go to the temple and copy the two volumes of the peace scriptures to pass the time. In time, she can spend her time passing the time. Secondly, she can also feel peace and tranquility. It is because there is something in her heart. The person who wants to be blessed.
On the temple, Sandalwood, through the smog of smoke, looked at the solemn Buddha statue of the treasure, Chu Qiao suddenly remembered the Queen of the Tang Dynasty with only one side. In the afternoon of that day, she woke up in her sleep. The gentle woman looked at her quietly. She quietly told her to ask her to persuade Li Ce. Don’t tear down the temple to worship the Buddha.
At that time, Li Ce was still a big brother of the Tang Dynasty. Today, it is already the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
Qui Sui is now the aunt of Yan Heju. The little girl grows up in the palace since childhood. Her ears are fine and clear, and the fallen leaves know Qiu. From time to time, the doubts look at Chu Qiao, frowning softly: “I saw you this time. Girl, it feels like the girl has something more than the last time.”
Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, “Oh, what’s more?”
The autumn ear gently smiled, holding the horn comb from top to bottom through Chu Qiao’s dark hair, quietly said: “The last time the girl returned from Yanbei, the whole person was like the end of the summer, but now it is winter. It’s up.”
Chu Qiao sideways, sallow fingers crossed the thick show, the face of the mirror is like the winter willows on the shore of the lake, the color of the eyes is not the same, as if the past ten years, but a water moon mirror. Today, she lives in the Jinwu Palace, waiting for her heart, and the years are like water, after all, she gave her a few peaceful moments.
At the end of the year, she met He Xiao.
The winter breeze was sturdy. She wore a silver-tipped cloak, and Mei Xiang passed through the Bai Zhe Pavilion of Shanglin Garden. She happened to meet He Xiao who had just come out of Yixin Temple.
He is now the chief of the army of the Sui Bian Tang Nan Ying. This is the harem, and it is often out of it.
Since Chu Qiao did not say goodbye, they were reunited. After they met, they were a bit embarrassed. He Xiao’s lips squirmed for a moment and seemed to want to call an adult. After all, the words were still condensed, and the voice was low and shouted: “Chu girl.”
Retreating to the next person, only took Mei Xiang, went to Bai Zhe Pavilion.
He Xiao wore a navy blue suit, calm and handsome, and his face had a temperament inspired by hardships.
Mei Xiang stands outside the pavilion and winds up, blowing Chu Qiao’s cape at the bottom of the cloak. It floats like a plume of smoke. She had not spoken for a long time. She was standing against the wind. The pavilion was very tall. Below is the water channel of Taiqingchi. It was also made into a living water, and the clear water poured out and made a buzzing noise. He Xiao’s voice swelled behind him, quiet and calm.
“Here the wind is so great, the girl is weak, or go back earlier.”
“Isn’t the Yanbei wind bigger?”
Chu Qiao looked back, his face was very calm, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of light, which made people unable to see through.
“He Xiao, are you blaming me?”
He Xiao said: “I don’t dare.”
“You can’t say it, that’s strange.” Chu Qiao bitterly smiled, laughing lines slid across the corner of the mouth, and instantly disappeared: “Whether you don’t believe me or not, you and I fought side by side for many years. I always treated you as my best friend. I did not leave you alone.”
He Xiao suddenly raised his head, his eyes calmed as always, not as good as the glory on the battlefield, he said quietly: “I never blame you, you just think for us, for us to arrange the best way out I understand all of these.”
This is the first time He Xiao has been acquainted with Chu Qiao, and his eyes are quietly watching her. He said slowly: “In these years, I have been watching you step by step, the pain in your heart. I understand all. I sometimes think that maybe I was selfish at the beginning. If I could figure it out, I would never let the situation force you to such a situation. Even if the southwestern town government made it a bandit and was annihilated. You shouldn’t be held responsible for this, and you will fight against Yan Wang, and you will go to the present field.”
Chu Qiao shook her head. She wanted to say that there was an irreconcilable contradiction between herself and Yan Xun. Even if there is no southwestern township government, there will be other reasons. The problem will sooner or later, but it will be delayed. The problem is gone.
He Xiao did not wait for her to finish, and said: “After all, you are just a young woman, but we were neglected at the time.”
He looked up and smiled very gently. Like an elder looking at his descendants, he quietly said: “Your Majesty said that only when you completely have forgotten the past can you get true peace. I no longer call you an adult, not resentment is alienated, but I hope that you can let go of your burden and live for yourself.”
The dew on the storage leaves fell, splashing Chu Qiao soft white embroidered shoes, her eyebrows gently pick up, a touch of emotion from the heart, so sour.
“Since the Sui and Bian Tang Dynasties are warm, but now the climate is cold, the girl is still going back earlier.”
After all, he let the body go and let Chu Qiao leave, Chu Qiao suddenly cried: “He Xiao brother.”
He Xiao looked at the whole person and looked up at her with fierce assault.
Chu Qiao said quietly, “You and I have been together for many years, and have died with you for many times. You are me, like a comrade-in-arms, and more like a loved one.”
As Xiao Zhan’s wind passed through the woods, He Xiaoguang’s eyes shook slightly. For a long time, he still kept that position and stepped back quietly divinely said: “I’m going to the southwest to get a job. Maybe I’ll never see another opportunity. .”
He really knows it.
Chu Qiao’s fingertips were slightly cold. He looked at He Xiao’s presence and felt only a hint of acid and churn around his throat. She quietly nodded and said, “You take care,” and turned to the pavilion.
Just a few steps away, I heard a voice quietly behind him: “Little Joe, take care.”
She suddenly turned her back, but when He Xiao was still standing still in that position, the wind blew over his clothes. The blue dress had a blue-green moire on the blue sandalwood and a blue-green waist on the waist. Worn out, it is still the belt of the beauty army. He stood so silently that he did not even lift his head, as if what he had just said was not what he said.
Chu Qiao stood for a moment and eventually turned to walk in a direction.
After a few turns, like a ghost, could no longer see it at all. ChuJChu Qiao looked up and found that he had accidentally arrived at Mount Fran, outside the temple of Roufu. Called Shan, it is actually a fake rock that is built on a base. The surface is carved with white jade and looks like it is clear and fluorescent. It can be considered as a great sight for Jinwu Palace. But Chu Qiao looked at this white rockery at the moment, but only felt that the coldness of the heart filled with faintness. Like a tentacled insect, she drove her in a circle.
Mei Xiang cried with some worries.
Chu Qiao did not speak, his eyes slightly tough, and looked at the few plums on the rockery, but they seemed to penetrate there and saw it far and far.
“Miss, everyone in the world has a different mind, but you only have one heart and you can’t care for so many people.”
Mei Xiang’s words rang in her ear. Chu Qiao seemed to have not heard clearly. The wind was so large that she suddenly felt a little sad.
“He’s been following you for so many years, and in time, he will surely understand that all the world will be scattered and you should not be too sad.”
Chu Qiao turned her head and suddenly reached out to hold Mei Xiang’s shoulder and said softly: “Mei Xiang, if you want to go, go with him.”
Chu Qiao clearly felt that Mei Xiang’s body suddenly slammed, and his back was straight, like a rabbit that was alarmed. After a long time, a pair of arms slowly surrounded Chu Qiao’s back, Mei Xiang’s voice Chu Qiao’s ear quietly said: “I am reluctant to congratulate, but I can’t bear the lady.”
The afternoon sun shone on the ground and the sky was so high that no trace of clouds could be seen.
“The young lady shouldn’t worry about other people. Master Zhuge Yue is not a perfect person, but he is the only person in heaven and the earth who is dedicated to Miss. In order to miss, he is willing to kill and set fire to a demon, and he can also lay down a butcher’s knife to become a Buddha. Such a person can no longer find a second one with a lantern.”
Mei Xiang suddenly laughed: “As for the commander, he will always look at it. Like me, this kind of thing is barely coming. Every one of us will have its own cause.”
The freedom of blue sea and blue sky is what she prayed for for many years.
She looked up and faintly seemed to see the light eyes of the man. It was expected that the wind was cold and the summer sun was over the clouds. Can he still be alright? In the blink of an eye, the year has passed, and this year has been turbulent, perhaps to dilute the atmosphere after the war. The official’s enthusiasm, Li Ce ordered a vigorous feast for the spring feast, which is extravagant.
On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, Li Ce banqueted the officials at the National Hall of the People’s Republic of China and opened a one-year testimony. He praised the outstanding achievements of the year and gave the officials the privilege and honor of eating in the same hall. The poems, telling the insiders to copy, give each of the courtiers a pair.
The harem is also full of lantern, and the banquet is set up from the hall of the palace to the palace of the Qing dynasty. There are numerous lanterns, and the colorful lanterns form a longevity and auspicious pattern. They are affixed on top of the Zhuwa Biwa are magnificent. , Bright and colorful lanterns, filled with songs and dances, a splendid color.
Li Ce came to invite her to dinner together several times, but Chu Qiao did not like the grandiose excitement, faintly evaded. In his own house, he took a group of palace ladies to clean up and prepare for the banquet.
On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, a Qingbu carriage drove into the main entrance of Jinwu Palace. After the notification, all the way came to the house. However, after the carriage arrived, a box of things moved down, but it sensationalized the entire harem. All the ladies and women under the rush to rush to the 宓荷居 (means House of Habitat) to find out, even some unsettled ladies, but also Father is coming.
There were 20 carriages and 200 boxes of large and small Nanmu boxes. After the boxes were opened, everyone’s eyes were brightened and their eyes were full of pearls. Emerald, grandmother stone, ruby, cat’s eye, white jade, Dong Zhu, Jinxiu yarn, suede, embroidery silk, precious fur, antiques, calligraphy, etc., all the luxury that the world can imagine, almost condense. Not only that, palace clothes, jade shoes, ornaments, should have. The top grade flowers, the complete corals of up to three feet, the rare bluegrass, the screens of the inlaid by the East Pearl, the jade of the night light, and some rare objects from overseas, such as matches, telescopes, glass ornaments, simple Self-sounding bells, dresses of Fan women, and precious products of Hu Di, all kinds of medicines worth more than gold, and so on.
What makes people laugh is that there are still a few boxes of very rough indigenous products. It looks like a sweet potato. Chu Qiao took a long time to study it. It turned out that this is the Qinghai melon that he wrote to himself. She gathered her nose. Between the smell, there was a hint of aroma, and my heart suddenly rose to the sweetness of the moon. I only thought that all the beads and jade together were not as good as these ugly melons.
Presumably the locals heard that the King of Qinghai had done everything in his heart. Not only was he very big, but each of them also tied a red line and wrapped it in a red, dark, step-by-step manner.
One of the small letterheads was placed in melons. She picked up her bright white fingers and took apart the gold thread. I saw a very large volume of sloppy flying handwriting.
He is always the same, even if the letter is awkward, from the weather to the political and then to the development of the local economy to talk about it, like the kind of meeting between the heads of state of the two countries, only in the final and careful reminder: The portal, Be careful of the doors and windows before going to bed, and guard against villains. (Oh Zhuge Yue…So cruel, you have to butcher this ugly melon to read what its inside! LOL)
Once Li Ce saw the fate of Zhuge Yue’s letter and said that Zhuge Yue was a veritable villain, and actually hurt others behind him. Chu Qiao looked at the man who secretly dismantled other people’s letters, but he felt that the two of them were not empty.
Today’s letterhead is not very long. After the brief opening, the pen and ink seem to be much thicker. Imagine that the man had been contemplating for a long time and his ink was dry. He wrote it again:
“If something goes wrong and you can’t share the spring feast with you, next spring will be a warm day and you will fulfill your promise and wait for me.”
Surrounded by a sigh of exclamation, Chu Qiao holds a thin letterhead, but only feels calm and gentle around, the wind is silent, the screaming screams, the flowers are fragrant, even though the winter is cold, the heart is still a spring and beautiful drizzle.
In the evening, Chu Qiao and Mei Xiang, Jing Jing, Duo Ji, Ping An, and Qiu Sui also had a group of female nieces, including other personal palace ladies of sorrows. Chu Qiao personally cooks. Although cooking is common, the modern cooking methods still make the guys look like one. I’m sorry. In the beginning, everyone was still restrained and gradually let go of it. There were few men in this house, and Douji was gentle, but peace was a squeaky one. He kept telling jokes to everyone and made everyone laugh and laugh.
At midnight, the fireworks suddenly appeared outside. Chu Qiao and the palace people ran to the courtyard, standing under the osmanthus tree and looking up at the sky, watching the silver flowers of the sky, the bright colors spilling on the face, is a flying look.
Jingjing and Pingan people put the firecrackers with the little scorpion, and the sound of the sound was on the ear side. Chu Qiao squinted at the ears and was surrounded by people. His face was red and wearing a furry clip, like a woman who didn’t grow up into an eternal child.
It has been a year since she came here.
Even though the person at the bottom of the heart is not around, the years are still quiet.
Outside is still a laughter, Chu Qiao before the case, a few strokes, is the two vivid cartoon characters, a small body with a big head, a smart and delicate, a serious awkward, two small People stand on the high hillside and look sideways, faintly revealing a few silly cute, in front of them is a vast grassland, cattle and sheep in groups, far away, and a large green seawater.
She wrote two words at the end of the letter with very serious handwriting: Wait for you.
No longer embarrassed, no longer listening to the inquiry, she thought, she must be completely selfish, but also be serious and willful once, to believe once.
Putting down the letterhead, she ran out to find plum blossoms in her cloak. She knew that she had just walked out of the main hall and came with a white petal pocket. It was like hands full of snow, and she sprang it over her.
The crowd laughed in unison, and the sound penetrated the fireworks of Jinwu Palace. The winter in the Sui and Bian Tang dynasties is always very short, and in an instant it is March.
In the first few days, Huai Song came to the news that Prince of Huai Song Dynasty came from a different body in the name of Emperor Song, led some officials who supported him and demanded that Taiyuan Hospital announce the emperor’s physical condition, but he was rejected by Princess Nalan Hongye, causing quite a stir..
When Li Ce talked about this matter, he frowned slightly and said lightly: “If it’s okay, why not plug those people’s mouths?”
Chu Qiao did not talk, she vaguely guessed something, presumably not only her, I am afraid that there are countless pairs of eyes on the bottom of the sky, and the woman who has propped up the Nalan Hongye’s building for many years. At this moment, how should we deal with the dark arrows in the dark?
She involuntarily recalled the slightly scribbled letterhead seen many years ago in Yanbei:
“There are branches in the wood, and the heart is not known to you.”
Even if the appearance looks tough and irony, after all, there are sad times, who can always be as firm as ever?
In March 9th, Li Ce’s second son, Li Qiao’an, died of typhoid fever and was only three years old. When he heard the news, Li Ce was inspecting the dam in Xianghu and hurried back. He only had time to meet the child’s body.
Li Ce now has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is six years old and her daughter is four years old. The child who died was the son of Nan Yun’s wife. After the child’s death, Mrs. Nan Yun was sad and could not afford to suffer. Three days later, she was paralyzed.
After all, the child was still small and could not enter the temple. He only cremated in Nantian Temple and converged on the temple.
Li Ce drinks more wine that night, Chu Qiao is the first time to see Li Ce drunk, no matter what time, he seems to be awake, even if the road cannot go, the eyes are still clear.
That night, he grabbed Chu Qiao’s hand and asked repeatedly: Did I kill too much? Am I killed too deeply?
His strength was too great. Chu Qiao’s wrist was alive and painful. The main hall was very quiet. Cold winds came in and raised dust. The frog chattered among the willows, but it was even more silent. The candlestick on the candelabra red the next drop of tears, just like the woman’s tears rolling over the edge of the rouge, quietly falling low and silent.
On the second day, Li Ce confiscates Mrs. Nan Yun as a cloud cleaver and enters the imperial tomb, so that her family’s father and brother can enjoy grief and honor.
The blink of an eye is already May. The daughter-in-law of the child who went to Fu Zhuang took a baby and gave birth to her child returned to the palace. She gave birth to a child. She gave birth to a child named Qingrong, and she gave the title of the child as a royal king. Zizi’s wife became a leap. Three of the first, led the Royal title.
Palace ladies in private are talking about the noble empress, saying that she had a son so short to enter the palace, he also climbed up to the throne, boarding the back seat just around the corner.
However, some people say that she was born in cold weather, the family has declined, and her father is still a guilty culprit. Even though the elder brother is gradually showing his face in the hall, he is unable to climb to the top because of his inconvenience. Without family support, it is difficult for you to make a contribution.
Regarding these harem concerns of Li Ce, Chu Qiao did not want to inquire, nor did he pay much attention on weekdays. Suddenly remembered one thing, asked Qiu Sui said: “Why did you not see the Empress Dowager in the Royal Seal?”
Qiu said: “After the emperor died, Empress went out of the palace and went to An Yin Temple. It has been for many years without returning to the palace.”
Chu Qiao was so stunned that he couldn’t help but think of the life of the Empress Dowager.
Just after April, Sui and Bian Tang Dynasties had been a spring breeze. Zhuge Yue sent a pair of birds from Hudi to her a few days ago. The length is very beautiful and the coat color is bright. It is said that this kind of bird is a pair since childhood. Health, if one is dead, the other will never live alone.
Chu Qiao likes to feed himself daily and renames them to be a lovebird. The female seems to have a good relationship with Chu Qiao. Gradually, even if the cage is released, it is not far away. It is just hovering at the hall. Occasionally, landing on Chu Qiao’s shoulders are rubbed against her cheeks. The male bird is always very distant and looks angry all the time. Inside the house and was full of strange flying screams, Chu Qiao cannot help herself but laugh.
Li Ce also seems to like this pair of birds, always teasing from time to time.
One night, Chu Qiao was sleeping and suddenly felt like someone was watching her. She just opened her eyes and sat up in the dark, and she immediately fell into a hard embrace.
The man’s breath was familiar, his breath was low, and he sprayed on her neck with a hint of strong alcohol. He held so tightly, like using the strength of the whole body, almost hurt her, she did not struggle, through the cold ice clothes, seems to be able to feel his loneliness and pain, she gently reached out and patted his back.
As the moonlight fans fell on their bodies, the man’s clothes were embroidered with a thin dragon line on the red thread. The silk thread was so thin that it seemed to melt into that heavy yellow tinge, a vague vein, like a bloody leak in his wrist.
Gradually, Li Ce released her, uplifting spirit of alcohol, breathing is the clear fragrance.
Chu Qiao carefully asked: “Li Ce, do you think of me as her?”
Li Ce looked up and turned to look at her, raising his eyebrows slightly.
Chu Qiao suddenly had some cramps. He seemed to have no intention of breaking through in secret. He whispered: “I heard what people said. In the past, Princess A’Fu had lived here.”
Li Ce decided to look at her, and that look is so deep, like a faint ancient well, with a clear deep meaning, a turbid pulse. At that time, Chu Qiao may not be able to understand his eyes. She only felt that he was very uncomfortable and was slightly worried.
Li Ce suddenly made a chuckle, then lazily said in a drawn tone: “A’Fuer’s figure is much better than you.”
That evening, Li Ce left the House of Li A’Fu and he went out of the hall and went to Roufu Temple. He just walked out of the main hall. Chu Qiao saw something bright and clear. It was Li Ce’s jade pull finger and she quickly ran to the window. Called: “Lee Fox! Your finger!”
Li Ce looked back and smiled at her brightly. The smile of the moonlight was dazzling.
“Spring is worth a thousand dollars, I will come back tomorrow!”
After that, she went to the direction of the Jinwu Palace.
Chu Qiao held the finger and slammed the messy emperor. When he turned around, the toe accidentally kicked a raised threshold. The cone hurts. She frowned and sat down. Seeing that a lot of blood was flowing, the white nightdress was dyed red.
Her heart suddenly gave birth to a panic.
About four days later, a sudden rush of footsteps suddenly came. Chu Qiao’s heart was slightly uneasy. He wasn’t really sleepy, and he sat up. Just as Mei Xiang and Qiu Sui hurried into the temple, everyone looked pale, like a dead man:
“The Emperor is assassinated!”
In the dark night, the white jade finger suddenly dropped to the ground, but it did not fall apart. It was only a corner, and it rolled down the Guanghua (means bright, magnificent and splendid) floor.
When I arrived at the Yixin Temple, there was a crying outside the entire hall. The entire hospital was waiting outside the temple. Several old doctors gathered in the doctor’s office, and only a basin of blood was constantly being brought out. Like a sharp knife, it penetrates deep into the bone marrow and hurts.
Qiu Sui said that Li Ce was stabbed at the time of the temple in the evening. The wounded person was an old eunuch. He claimed that Prince Luo was his benefactor. After he succeeded, he did not wait for the guards to ask questions, and he bit his tongue.
Chu Qiao tightly held a fist. At this time, she could not enter the inner temple. She did not even have the qualification to cry outside. She wrinkled her eyebrows in confusion, not to mention that Roufu temple was strictly guarded, and Li Ce was the first-class guardian. How could an unknown eunuch be able to get into the inner temple and succeed in the assassination? It is said that Li Ce’s own skills will not allow strangers to be close and unconscious.
She looked far away and saw her in a small square just in front of the main hall. A thin woman was squatting there alone and was messy because she turned her back to face so she couldn’t see her face.
Qiu Sui said, that is, you have always been there from the beginning until now.
At this moment, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and Sun Hao greeted him with a number of loyal courtiers. He asked nervously: “What is the injury of the Majesty?”
An old lady doctor headed by another doctor wiped a sweat from his forehead and said, “Your life under your knees is not impeded, but you still need to rest.”
As soon as this remark came out, those people who were crying at the same time relaxed and heard the sound, and heard the other side of the square. When the name was a soft one, he fell to the ground.
“Sun Di, your Majesty wants to see you.”
The old doctor said, then he turned his eyes and saw Chu Qiao suddenly said: “There is this girl.”
For a time, all the strange eyes all came together. Chu Qiao took a deep breath and looked at him quietly. He greeted Sun Di and walked into the hall under the gaze of everyone.
The hall is airtight and full of heavy smell. Sun Di advanced, but after a long time came out, he said to Chu Qiao: “Your Majesty is not good. Let’s make a short story.”
Chu Qiao nodded, went into the inner hall, through the layers of the men, Li Ce was lying on the dragon bed that can almost be called a huge.
His temperament is really bad. Chu Qiao has never seen him like this. His face is gray, his eyes are green, his lips are almost bloodless. He looks at her, his eyes seem to be a little sluggish, and Chu Qiao begins to panic. At the same time, he suddenly showed a weird smile, and his voice was hoarse and relaxed, saying: “Did it scared you?”
The years flashed back in time, and they seemed to return to the day they first met. The young Prince was slammed by her from the moment he saw her and punched his face, hitting his nose, his face was blue, and screaming on her side. Showing a bizarre laugh at her, like a heartless penguin.
“Li Ce -“
She shouted with a trembling voice, and saw a deep blade on his chest. As long as he was one inch away, it could pierce the heart. She looked at him with fear. The scalp was hemp and wanted to grab his hand. However, she did not dare, but repeatedly said: “It’s okay, slowly raise it.”
“Originally,” Li Ce intermittently said: “I originally wanted to prepare a dowry for you in the past few days. Under this time, I am a cheap mortise guy. I don’t know, you don’t know if he will be corrupt.” (mortise word used here as an idiom, it means a hole, groove, or slot into or through which some other part of an arrangement of parts fits or passes especially.)
Chu Qiao smiled and said softly: “You can rest assured, I will look at him.”
He seemed to be very tired. He only said a few words and his face was whiter. Chu Qiao quickly said, “You should go to sleep and stop talking.”
“Jo Jo, stay next to me.”
“Good.” Chu Qiao quickly nodded. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here with you.”
Li Ce’s sleep was over. During this time, the imperial physician had come and changed the medicine for him. Chu Qiao saw the wound with his own eyes, and the doubts about his injuries were even deeper. It was only now that they were not dealing with these matters.
Three days later, Li Ce’s injury improved and his face looked better.
This morning, Chu Qiao was fanning him in the inner hall. Suddenly he heard a groan coming from outside. She looked forward with an eyebrow, and Qiu Sui ran in and joined her in her ear and whispered, “The Queen Mother came back to the palace.”
Chu Qiao surprised and quickly went out.
Still not out of the heart, I saw the Queen of the Queen’s phoenix driving, she invited the Empress Dowager, and followed all the way back to the Yixin Temple. The maid opened the curtain, and the Empress plain cyan single coat, Chu Qiao looked up and saw it, but could not help but be surprised, but it was not seen for a few years, but the Empress Dowager seemed to have become a person, the old is not the same. Full of white, wrinkles deep, a pair of eyes almost recessed, red.
She just got off the car, and the tears flowed out. The sad voice said: “What about my plan? How is my plan?”
“After the Empress Dowager, His Majesty is no longer in need, just need to rest.”
The Empress Dowager cried with tears: “How do you serve these slaves? If the emperor has something, you will all be buried with me!”
After that, go to the heart of the temple.
The slaves were all scared to the ground and did not dare to lift their heads.
No one dared to stop the drive of the Empress Dowager, Chu Qiao followed all the way into the temple of honor. Li Ce was still asleep at this time. When the Empress Dowager saw him, her tears fell and she quivered to her feet and seemed to want to touch his face.
A palace lady near the Empress Dowager came to Chu Qiao and frowned. “Who are you? Why? The Empress Dowager and the other people, immediately evaded.”
Mei Xiang frowned and was about to speak. Chu Qiao stretched her sleeves and nodded. “You know.”
Saying that several people with Mei Xiang left the temple of honor.
“Miss? The emperor asked you to stay with.”
Chu Qiao sighed and said: “The mother is back. What reason do we have to stay inside?”
Qui Sui said in the side: “I didn’t expect the Empress Dowager to hurt the emperor.”
At this time, the grandfather Sun Di came from the front and saw Chu Qiao slightly, and asked, “How could a girl not be in the temple of honor?”
Mei Xiang rushed and said: “The Empress came back and drove us out!”
“The Empress Dowager?”
Sun Di suddenly heard a word, turned and strode to the palace like he was running for his life, in a deep voice said: “Who did not come back from the Empress Dowager? You didn’t know the news of the assassination of His Majesty? How did the Empress Dowager come back?”
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of screams in the temple of gratitude. At the same time, Sun Di and Chu Qiao suddenly pushed the door of the ceremonial temple and rushed in!
When I saw the Queen Mother holding a dagger, her pale face was full of bright red blood. Her face was sullen and fierce. Where was the gentle and kind woman, standing like a devil in front of his bed, and yelled: “I Kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll take revenge for Lou!”
Chu Qiao’s mind was a pale one, like the wind in the extreme north, swishing across it.
CHAPTER 175 Sea Bream Still
Afternoon sunshine came in from the doorway of the Chang’an, shining brightly, stinging people’s eyes with a graying, chaotic surrounding, some people were screaming, some people were screaming, and some people rushed out to declare the imperial doctor and the guards rushed forward. The bright knife glittered with silver awns and painted a white light on the ground.
She stood in the spot where her eyes seemed to be unable to withstand such bright light and shadows. The sun was made of ice, and it was cold and cold as if it were immersed in cold water. The cold began to rise from the tip of the finger, and the slightest hit her hands and legs, her waist, and gradually covered her chest, her heartbeat. It was terribly powerful. It seemed to jump out of the chamber. The throat was sour and awkward, and even the breathing was no longer smooth.
The Empress clothes have been stained with blood, and her pale face is climbing with two morbid madness. Her eyes are bright and sly, and she is not struggling after being restrained. She just said coldly with a hateful voice: You are all beasts, damn it, I killed him, and now kill you again, I will avenge my husband and son.”
At that moment, Chu Qiao saw his eyes.
For the first time in her life, she felt that she had seen his heart through his eyes. It was not the same as the past. st. It was not like the turbulence of the past. It was not as unpredictable as it used to be. At that moment, she clearly saw the joys, sorrows, and griefs through the two secluded pools. She saw the sorrows, depression, and the bleakness of the snowy fields of the vast snow..
He lay there like that, and the blood at the wound was like a swift spring that stained his pale cyan clothes. He looked at his mother quietly. His eyes were not shocked. There was no hatred. Only the tiredness of the bones swept over the sea, completely submerging his handsome face.
There was a whirring wind outside the window, shaking the thin window paper. Bloody flow on the ground, crowded figures rushed forward to heal the wounds for him, and the palace’s panic-stricken voice rang out again. Everything was like a silent mime. Chu Qiao saw nothing. No, she couldn’t hear anything. She just stared blankly at his eyes. The cold touch crept past one inch on her skin until her heart is bottomed out.
She suddenly remembered a hunting on the Yanbei Plateau many years ago. The snow was closed, and a female wolf was extremely hungry. She finally caught an elk and was screaming. Its children shrank and sneaked away. In the past, the venison took a bite and the wolf suddenly became angry. He waved his paw and caught the little wolf. The little wolf was scratched, and the distant shrinking tree looked at the mother, screaming, but did not dare to go forward again. Its eyes were so sad, like an abandoned child.
Someone came to pull her, but she stubbornly refused to go. Her feet seemed to have taken root and she refused to move one step.
She was suddenly so scared, her blood was cold, her fingers trembling, she didn’t want to go out, the blood stung her eyes, and she was afraid she wouldn’t come in after she had gone out.
More and more people came together and there was someone saying loudly in her ear. The thin silk could not be pulled like this and made a buzzing sound. She suddenly gave a loud and loud cry, and once she flounced, she ran to the inner palace. (Its something deep, Chu Qiao never cried like this before, this is the first she cried so loud…the end is unforgivable for me…it hurts so deep)
There were guards shouting that more and more palace people ran to her and she backed up nervously. Every inch of her skin was cold and cold.
“Let her go -“
The deep voice suddenly sounded, and it was husky, like a turbid wind blowing over the broken bellows. Li Ce half propped himself up. His chest was dripping with blood, his fingers blue and white, pointing her remotely.
“Your Majesty! You can’t move under your knees!”
A series of screams followed, his figure leaned forward on the bed, and the big blood splattered out of his mouth like a fierce koi was torn open by birth. She fell like an ice gorge, so deep cold climbed up from the back, the door closed, the sun was isolated, the light passed through the window paper, was screened into a mottled shadow, she stood outside the crowd and could not see him. The facial features of the eyebrows, only a pale hand fell from the quilt, white miserable, there is no trace of blood.
The sun gradually rose to the middle, and gradually it fell to the west. A crescent moon climbed up the treetops, shed a white light mark outside the palace of the gracious heart, and leaked the slightest trace of sand as if it were the body. His life is slowly being pulled out.
A trace of cries suddenly overflowed from the mouth of a gray-haired old doctor. After the misty credit, the woman’s body image was a row of smoke, suddenly fell, separated by a thick tent, her eyes were not muddy clear, you can only see the swaying red candle in vagueness.
When she woke up, she was still awkward. She thought she was dreaming. However, when she saw Mei Xiang’s surprise face, her heart suddenly hurt and her shoes didn’t wear. She opened the quilt and jumped out of bed.
“What about Chu girl?”
There was a man’s rushing noise outside. She ran out barefoot and looked like a ghost.
Sun Di looked at her, and her look suddenly became awkward. He quietly lowered his head and whispered, “Your Majesty wants to see you.”
The temple of gratitude had become silent for a long time, silent and silent. She walked in and walked through the layers of curtains and walked up to his bed of dragons before vaguely feeling that he seemed to be in harmony with this deserted sanctuary…
She crouched under the couch, her fingers cold, and slowly stretched out. When the fingertips touched his arm, she slightly shrank. It only felt that his body was colder than himself. It was like a year on the Yanbei Plateau. The snow, the eternal glaciers.
Her breath was so light, her voice was like a butterfly wing that would fly away in a flash, and she quietly rang in the temple:
“Li Ce, I came to see you.”
His eyelashes moved slightly, then he opened his eyes and his eyes faintly gathered. He looked at her quietly and his eyes were so quiet. There seemed to be so much faintness. He reached out with difficulty and took a trick against her, a faint smile, whispered: “Jo Jo…”
Chu Qiao’s tears burst into tears and slowly grabbed his hand. Just a few days later, he was so thin that he was gnawing. Her throat was thick and sour, and her voice could not make a sound. The tears rolled down.
His eyebrows slightly lifted, stretched out his fingers, gently brushed her cold cheek, smiled and said: “Don’t cry –“
Her tears fell down in a row, and her fingertips were cold and desolate: “I promised to stay with you. I shouldn’t go out.”
Li Ce smiled abruptly. He lay flat on the bed and looked at the complicated pattern on the top of the bed, embroidered with long lifeless golden urns, densely covered with dragon beds. His voice was calm and calm, without any resentment, and said quietly, “How can I blame you? That’s my mother, who?”
Suddenly, he panted violently and his voice was fragile and powerless. Chu Qiao was shocked to find an imperial doctor, but he was firmly grasped by him. The power on his wrist was so large that he could hardly imagine that it was a seriously wounded person.
“Who and who can think of it?”
Yeah, who can think of it?
The wind in the night passed through the eaves and blew through the ears of the beast inside the horns. Very far away, the women in the palace squeaked their voices and whined.
“I wouldn’t have been able to send you to marry me now…. Li Ce is now asking Chu Qiao to marry him..why only now? Spell torture.:( This is not a love story…
“No.” Chu Qiao suddenly said stubbornly, the sound is so big, echoed in the empty hall, like a circle of floating leaves, she energetically took hold of his hand, it seems that with whom to compete for The same: “You will not have anything!”
Li Ce looked at her and suddenly smiled weakly. That smile suddenly seemed to be like an awl. He was in the heart of Chu Qiao. She was so scared, tears spread over her cheeks, and she fell into her mouth, bitter and unbearable.
“Li Ce, don’t go, don’t go yet!”
She slapped his arm slightly, like a lonely child: “If You are gone, what am I to do? I am out of work, who will help me? I have no place to live, who will let me eat? No one…”
Li Ce’s eyes flashed a strange smile, and he pretended to be angry and muttered: “It’s about me, this big head.”
How many years have passed, and the past years are like a clear spring, and the slightest moment of rolling through the air of loneliness and coldness, she looked at him powerlessly, and she felt pain like a knife. His voice was as light as the lake, and said quietly, “I have sent someone to inform Zhuge Yue. Yes, someone will send you to see him. You will go with him.”
Chu Qiao bit her lower lip, Li Ce still said intermittently: “In the future, don’t be reluctant, don’t make a child’s temper.”
The night is like the water of Taiqingchi, so cold, his eyebrows are locked, like a flame that is shocked by the wind, his eyes are invisible, and he is gazing at her. Suddenly, he said: “Jojo, help me up.”
Chu Qiao was shocked and shook his head quickly. However, if he hadn’t spoken it yet, he saw his stubborn look and firmness.
Her heart hurts, and he carefully lifted him up and sat on the rattan chair in front of the window. He put on a coat, bright red color, embroidered on the dragon, horizontal warp, vertical latitude, open the solar calendar with decadent desolation, just like their first encounter.
“Jo Jo, I have a messy hair.”
Chu Qiao hummed and picked up the white jade comb and comb his hair. The comb teeth glided through the hair, pale hands crossed his horns, and a trace of silk seemed to have passed them for so many years. Her acquaintance, her hands trembling gradually, but he did not seem to know, never looked back.
After combing his head, he leaned over and smiled and said to her, “Is it spiritual?”
His eyes were deep and silent, and the moonlight shattered through the window of the gauze, and shone in his face, shimmering. He is still so handsome, slender eyes, high nose, like jade cheeks, faintly revealing the wind of the Heavenly King. Only the eyebrows huddled in a dying mood, gradually spread out, pale face, like a dusty white jade.
Chu Qiao smiled and smiled: “Strange.”
Li Ce frowned and asked, “Do you boast?”
See Chu Qiao nodded, he just smiled happily, like it was the same.
“Li Ce,” Chu Qiao resisted the sadness in his heart and asked softly: “What are your wishes?”
Li Ce frowned, thoughtfully, for a long time before he chuckled: “No.”
Suddenly, his breathing was hasty and he reached out to her, reaching out in the distance and whispering: “Jo Jo, let me hug you.”
The wind suddenly rose from the window and opened the small window. The moon shone on the empty hall and the ground was pale. The wind blew from the distant Taiqingchi, bringing with it the wind of Qing dynasty. Chu Qiao’s throat seemed to be bitten and painful. She squatted on the ground, halfway up in his arms, tears sliding down, sinking his clothes.
The breath on the top of the head disappeared a little, like the cherry blossoms that breeze away and there was no more noise. The moonlight slantingly shines on them, and it seems that it was a young and frivolous year that many years ago. The sinister man came in from the sky and breathed out behind her ear: “Not stopping yet. Next?”
The years are like a great dream, the prosperity is unloading, and the rest is just a thick pale.
Chu Qiao’s eyes are like burning ash, cold and cold, her eyes empty, a little bit of standing up. Looking back, Li Ce still sat quietly, covering his head, and seemed to fall into a good dream.
The fragments of memory were torn and scattered. The magnificent men detached the disguised skin layer by layer. The formerly beautiful green Cui Liu (means pure willow) and splendid luxury finally turned into today’s turbidity and loneliness. It reflected the afterglow of the sunset, blending into this funeral. late at night.
Huo Ran opened the palace gate, the cold moonlight sprinkled her body without any cover, and there was a thick ink in the distance. The front door of the temple was densely smashed by the harem of the high court.
Sun Di looked at her with a trembling question in her eyes.
She looked at him with disorientation, and her body was numb. After all, she was still slow, slow, and nodded.
“The emperor died -“
The great sorrows rang at the same time as the Nine Dragons, and there were mournful cries everywhere. The long death knell penetrating through the haze of night.
Chu Qiao raised her face, and the wind blew up her thin clothes. On the empty sky, she seemed to see a clear face, high nose and thin lips, and light eyes, like a laughing fox…
A palace man ran along the deep palace lane and came to the whispered report in front of Sun Di. They were too far away and their voices were shattered by the wind. But there were still words falling into her ears.
“The death knell sounded… She hit the corner of the table… The blood was full, it was not alive… After all, it was the Queen Mother…”
If the moon is frosty, the blood is almost frozen, tears are shed, and finally, it slides silently again, and is immersed in the deep palace of blood that is not contaminated with any number of people.
Tang Jing’s streets still have beautiful scenery. There is a cool wind blowing slowly from the lake with the fresh aroma of the lotus. The willows on both sides of the road sway with the wind and branches, like the dancer’s soft waist.
Under the twilight of the setting sun, the tired bird returns to the forest, the red river red shadow, such as the blood-stained sky.
Sui and Bian Tang dying, everyone dressed in plain singles, even the hanging lanterns are covered with white cloth, walking down the street, smelling depression and cold everywhere.
The sky is gradually darkening, and the round of the moon rises from the treetops, and the bright sky hangs.
Today is the White Moon Festival. It has been a month since Li Ce passed away.
Zhuge Yue has repeatedly sent his men to take her away, but she stubbornly stayed, and there was an idea supporting her so that she could not leave comfortably. After midnight dreaming, the forehead was cold and sweaty. Li Ce walked away and took away all the songs and dances in the Jinwu Palace. The big palace fell into a long dead, walked in a long lane and could even hear her own heartbeat. Reminds her of the moment, some people are not who they are, some are still alive. There are some things that she has not yet done.
This road was once she and Li Ce walked together. That night, she woke up in a coma. Like a big child, he took her hand and ran wildly through the palace, passing through the palace. Passing through the flower gardens, through the rockery and stone forest, and out of the palace gate, they took a ride together. He sat in front of his body, laughing and pointing her way from time to time. But also going back to laugh at the guards who are like ants on the hot pot.
In a blink of an eye, things are wrong, everything is already different, and it is gone.
Today’s market is no longer the same day, a depression, the only few shops are also deserted. In the funeral of the country, all the festivals were canceled, and the people were no longer leaving the house. There was no passenger flow, and stall vendors did not come out. The originally crowded market is now empty, with yellow leaves swirling around and occasionally playing in all white mourning dress.
After a long walk, she came to the stall where they had noodles last time. I didn’t think they were still there, but there were no guests. The man’s master sat in a chair and was lethargic. Seeing her come in, suddenly slammed, jumped up, looked at her carefully, then wiped the stool for her, oh, arranged for her to sit down.
She was still the boss, and the years did not seem to leave a trace on her face. She was still a pure and clean temperament. She walked in front of Chu Qiao. She looked with no focus but smiled and said, “The girl hasn’t seen her for a long time coming into the restaurant.”
Chu Qiao gave a slight glimpse and asked: “Do you remember me?”
“It was he who recognized it. Father ran to tell me.”
The woman smiled and pointed at her husband behind her. The man’s face was red and he smiled awkwardly, revealing a row of white teeth.
“What about Da Gongzi (means big son)? I haven’t seen him for a while.”
The woman suddenly asked this way, her eyes bent like two curved moons. The wind blew from the end of the long street, and suddenly the flagpole outside the stall was picked up. The man quickly stepped forward and blocked the sand for his wife. The movement was so natural.
Chu Qiao looked a little embarrassed, just listened to the woman asked: “Girl? Girl?”
Chu Qiao returned to God and gently pulled out a smile and said: “He went out.”
“Oh.” The lady boss nodded. “When is it coming back?”
As the leaves fall and the autumn wind blows, Chu Qiao’s heart is getting colder, her face is getting paler, and there is a lot of embarrassment in the throat. She thought for a moment and said softly, “He has moved and may not come back.”
The lady boss couldn’t see Chu Qiao’s expression. She wanted to continue asking but was pulled by her husband. The smart woman immediately knew what to do and turned away. Soon after, the hot noodles were brought up. There was also a plate of beef, half a dish of shrimp dumplings, and the smell of acetic acid was heard far away.
Pick up the chopsticks, rub the handkerchief around the waist and gently wipe it twice, then start eating bit by bit.
The noodles are hot, with scallion and chopped green onion, which is very fragrant. Chu Qiao was slow to eat. She hadn’t eaten for a long time. The stomach was constantly looking back at the acid, and she wanted to spit it out.
“Shrimp dumplings cool for a while.”
A very crisp voice suddenly sounded next to him. Chu Qiao turned around and looked like a little girl in her teens. Her facial features were very familiar. She looked up at the lady boss over there, and immediately remembered the child, said tentatively. : “Qian Er?”
The child’s little brow furrowed and asked very seriously: “Do you know me?”
Chu Qiao smiled and did not speak. The child sat on one side of the chair and said, “You used to come to my house to eat?”
“Well.” Chu Qiao nodded.
The child said, “Are you telling me a story?”
Chu Qiao couldn’t help but smile, reached out and licked the child’s head and said, “You still like to hear stories.”
“Then I will tell you one.”
“I have heard your story.”
“It’s a story.” The child counted his fingers and said, “I am greatly older than last month. I just learned.”
Chu Qiao nodded: “Then tell me the story.”
The child still pulled out two small clay dolls from his pocket, but no more than before, these two dolls were very delicate, with eyebrows visible, colorful and lifelike, comparable to the fine embroidered craftsmanship in the court. The child picked up a clay doll and said solemnly: “He is the great emperor.”
The same opening remarks, but now the big emperor has changed his face, a bright yellow silk cut into small clothes, gold crown hair, handsome eyes, like real people.
The child picked up another clay doll and said: “This is a little girl.”
A woman’s clay dress in a white cotton dress was held by her. The child said very seriously, “On one occasion, the emperor sent a foreigner to meet another girl and met the little girl. The little girl is good with her martial arts, and the grand emperor invited her to attend the banquet. He smashed the banquet, he is very angry and wanted to marry her at first. Later, when he had everything done, the emperor still liked her.”
After a few years, the level of children’s storytelling has obviously improved. She raises her head to laugh and ask Chu Qiao: “Do you want to know what happened?”
Chu Qiao’s hand holding a pair of chopsticks was cold and she nodded. The children said triumphantly: “On one occasion they met a bad person. The little girl was very kind and saved the emperor several times. The great emperor thought that this little girl was righteous. He would like to take her home and live a good life.”
“Unfortunately, the little girl doesn’t like the big emperor. She likes another person. Later, she followed the man.”
The child again took out a clay doll. She was still a clay figurine she used to tell stories. She was tattered. Even the rags around her waist were gone, and she stood there naked with a hand in her hand. Small stick, silly look.
“But that person is not good, he is overbearing, he is ugly, he is poor, and he loves to bully people. It is not a good thing anyway. Then the little girl suddenly wakes up and she has left this man.”
At this time, the child again took out a muddy couple, still, the previous villain riding a broom.
“The little girl likes this person again, but this person is not good. It is also proud, self-righteous, and deceptive, and very ugly and ugly, secretly telling you that he may still have broken sleeves, he and A prince of the country is closely pursuing, and it may be a madman anyway.”
The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and said, “In the end, the little girl grows into a big girl. She finally realizes her mistake. So she decided to leave behind this man and came back to find the great emperor, the great emperor and the handsome man. When there is money, people still have demeanor, but also good and dedicated, the big girl will not regret it, crying and shouting to marry the emperor, blocking the door of the emperor’s house every day, life and death to give others a wife. The emperor had pity on her and he agreed to it.
Two other clay dolls were put into the pockets and two well-crafted clay dolls were left on the table. The children said with a smile: “Later, they got married and happily lived together and gave birth to a big son. The male children are as handsome as the great emperors, and the female are as beautiful as the great empress. They are happy until their hair is white, their teeth are lost, and finally, the gods in the sky know, let them. They became immortals and said that they should be born together and never be separated.”
Layers of sorrow poured over her heart, like a curved countercurrent, a pulse slipping, her eyes sore and painful, and the voice seemed not to be her own. I asked, “This story is for you.”
“It’s a big son who often comes to my house to eat and talk to me. How do you like it?”
Suddenly the wind started, Chu Qiao covered his sleeves and turned his head slightly. The child asked with enthusiasm: “Have you lost your eyes?”
Chu Qiao did not say anything, the child thought that he really lost his eyes and quickly said: “You wait, I will give you vegetable oil.
Say it, turn and jump and run away.
When she returned, there was no one in her seat and a bag of golden strains stood on the table and she sank.
The road was very bleak. There were no pedestrians, no juggling, no hawkers, no singer. The lake was quiet and not even a painting. On the empty street, there was only one person, like a touch of soul, walking lightly.
Passing through a candy shop, she limped a little for a moment, then walked in and bought a lot of snacks, which Li Ce once bought for her. She had honey cubes, jujube, osmanthus cake and chestnuts inside the bag. They were eating while walking.
She mechanically chewed and repeatedly recalled the story the child had just said. Tears flowed down line by line and flowed into their mouths. They swallowed together with the candy. They tasted bitter and not tasty at all.
Memories are like flying fragments, and they echo in to our minds.
“Then you really should thank me very much, the life-saving grace is extraordinary, or you should not leave, leaving the Tang would not accept you to the other body.”
Once upon a time, he used to stand in front of her and talk to her with a joke. (aww..it hurts to be this way…)
She was besieged by Zhao Yang. He came at a critical juncture. He was carrying a dusty wind and his armor was hard. The brow was locked and she was in her arms. Over and over again said: Nothing, nothing.
When she was desperate, he came with a basket of pomegranate and slowly comforted her: Jojo, why not let him go?
Deep in the cold of the night, he came drunk, swayed and hugged her in an unforgettable manner. In the end, he still laughed at the fact: A’Fu was taller than you.
She has always been unaware that it is like a forbidden zone in the bottom of her heart that she never touches. She does not know whether she really is unaware of it or whether she just does not want to know that she is deceiving her own self?
The cold moon in the sky splattered the clear water of the next place, and the sea breams on the roadside were still bright, and the rouge that was as red as blazing, the wind passing over, and the rushing fall, were sprinkled on Chu Qiao’s clothes and hair.
“Lee Fox, did you like to be someone else?”
In the gloomy sunshine and dwelling yard, they sat side by side under the sea breeze trees that had once moved back from the street into the palace. She frowned and looked at Li Ce who was actively picking the portrait of this showgirl and asked in doubt.
Li Ce, with a brow, said very seriously: “I was very fond of the rain that left the palace last night. The skin is like silk, especially a pair of long legs, which is comparable to…”
“Shut up and shut up!” Chu Qiao interrupted him with a frown: “I mean, it’s kind of like, like, it’s like…”
Li Ce looked at her with a squinted eye and said, “You want to say that like the Zhuge Fourth Master bastard likes you?”
Chu Qiao’s pretty face is red, and she said with anger: “Yes! That’s it! How?”
“How can I treat you?”
Li Ce gave a whisper and bowed his head to continue drawing. After a while, he suddenly “hmm”.
Chu Qiao asked, “What are you talking about?”
Li Ce impatiently said: “Aren’t you asking me if I like someone like Zhuge Yue? I’m answering you.”
“Ah? You like him. Why don’t I know?”
Li Ce said hello to the sky and laughed, very arrogant and said: “The Emperor’s mind can be easily seen by you. If it is easily seen by you, is this emperor not should be embarrassed?”
Chu Qiao likes to gossip and continues to ask, “What kind of person do you like?”
“Not very good.” Li Ce said: “The body is also general, the temper is not good, but also like to drill the horns, the main thing is that she has someone else in my heart, did not look at me.”
“Ah?” Chu Qiao gave a slight glimpse and asked subconsciously: “Why don’t you tell her?”
Li Ce is very chic: “I like people, I want to be relieved, what do you say? And…”
He spoke in a tone, a slight delay, the wind blowing from the lake of Taiqingchi, blowing a burst of hair on his horns, he looked up and looked at the distant lake, the eyes have a moment of blurred.
“In addition, I may not have the opportunity to say to her in my life.” (aw… Li Ce is a torpe boy! An Emperor with a Torpe heart in front of his crush!!! lol)
Chu Qiao looked at him quietly at that time and seemed to see far and wide through his eyes. At that time, the first person she thought of was the princess of A’Fu who hanged on a planted tree and died for Prince Luo. On the day of Li Ce’s wedding, A’Fu died.
She thought with mercy: Perhaps, if there isn’t one, this guy will be a decent person.
The corners of the eyes are hot and humid, and they flow down the cheeks. The wind blows, so cold and so cold, the red and bright sea otter petals fall down, and the sky is floating, like a flower rain, the wind blew through the city. Under the sky, raise a red blood like thin clouds.
CHAPTER 176 Da Tang Glory
The black urn in the palace was replaced, and a white cotton yarn was hung. From time to time, the emperor died and the imperial empress followed. For seven or seventy-four days, the palace mourning bell rang, and the world mourned.
When Li Ce was buried on the imperial tomb, Chu Qiao moved out of the Jin Wu Palace. Autumn leaves were still and empty. She wore a cotton-white soft skirt and stood on the high tower of the Westland Gate. The burial team that was watching the lingering groans disappeared at the end of the ramp.
The golden sunset was poured over the ground, and the tall wormwood was growing on the wasteland of the wilderness outside Tang Jing. It swayed like a golden wave with the bleak autumn wind. The twilight of the hustle and bustle, the birds fly south, and the sky is burning like a cloud of fire. Her figure is dragged by the old, thin one, and it reflects on the ups and downs of Tang Jing, a century-old storm.
Li Ce, forgive me for not being able to send you. This time I went to Lu Yao and you took care of it all the way.
The sun was gradually falling down the mountain. A month later, the moon climbed up the mountain. The cold moonlight fell on her coat. The sky was as empty as it could be. One star climbed up to her pale cheeks and covered her snow with frost. The air in the autumn night sucked into the nose like a thin blade, and a trace of sourness rose from the bottom of my heart. A curved climb climbed up to the back, and my heart was like a white snow, and the endless coldness.
Mei Xiang came forward and whispered: “Miss, let’s go.”
She finally glanced at the stupefied dust and finally turned away in an inch. The shadow of the tower shook like a beast of fierce tigers and opened an immense giant mouth that would sweep away the freedom she had left.
The dust flew gently under her feet, and the big bird in the sky opened his black wings. She walked like this step by step, and she walked into the deep quagmire cave. Behind her, there is an absurd wilderness. Further afield, there are the mountains and the bustling markets of the Sui and Tang dynasties, and then the continuous borders of the city. That end is the land of the great summer.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, beautiful homeland, she could not escape the barriers of the world, like a squatter.
A carriage quietly stopped in the city, Sun Di wearing his green shirt, still on his handsome mourn ash, respectfully stood aside. Seeing her over and whispered: “Please get in the carriage.”
“I want to walk alone.”
Chu Qiao said quietly, her expression was calm and he couldn’t see the slightest ripples.
Mei Xiang was about to speak, but Sun Di took a lantern and delivered it to her. She said in a deep voice, “The night is hard, and the girl should go back early.”
The white paper on the good palace wrapped the lanterns and sent out the miserable light. Chu Qiao nodded lightly, and took the lantern and turned away. Mei Xiang was anxious to keep up, but she was pulled by Sun Di. The young man shook his head slightly. The sky was full of moonlight. He quietly shone on the woman who was gone, as if she had gathered a layer of smoke. It’s night.
Today, Li Ce was absent. There was no one on the road. Only the sea otters on both sides of the road swayed with the wind. From time to time, they shed a light petal.
In spite of this, she seemed to hear a series of cries again. The man scowled with a pair of eyes like a sly fox and stared at her with a smile.
The water mirror is an illusion and sparkling. The cloud covers the eyebrows of the man. It gradually becomes pale and quiet. Finally, he relies on the wicker chair to smile at her frailness and opens his arms gently:
“Jo Jo, let me hug you.”
A tear rushed from the woman’s eyes. She didn’t wipe it. She just walked quietly. The white light in the lantern is like the moon in the sky.
After more than a decade of life and death, with a half-hearted wandering, she fell like a duckweed in the rain. After all, she went to the dead end of today. Once she was trapped by the situation, how many embarrassed, passive, helpless, stubborn, fragile, and devastated, and now, the incompetent woman finally died with this much fate.
The tears fell into the lantern, and a gust of wind blew out. The candle went out and only the blue smoke swirled all the way up.
She took a deep breath, threw the lantern to the ground, straightened her back and walked forward.
She vowed that this was the last drop of tears in her life. From then on, even if the last drop of blood flowed out, she would no longer be unable to sob. (aw.. I feel yah Xinger…)
The light in front of the towering sky is far away, and from afar, a splendid mansion house is located among the flowers and willows, brilliantly lit and beautiful.
Sun Di lightly bows down, standing in front of the door, holding a lantern, is waiting for her return.
“The girl can think clearly?”
Chu Qiao looked at him, and the moonlight was pouring like silver and she sprinkled silver. She silently nodded, and said quietly, “It is clear enough.”
Sun Di smiled, handing over the lantern in his hand, and said with a smile: “The night is difficult, and this lantern will give the girl a light.”
“Candlelight can be extinguished by the wind, but the heart cannot.”
Chu Qiao crossed him and walked straight into the hustle and bustle of the mansion and said quietly: “Since then, my eyes are my lanterns, and my heart is the candle in the lamp.”
As soon as he stepped into Zhumen (means cinnabar gateway), the oncoming lights were so fierce, and her eyes were almost burned in an instant. The front door was connected to a white marble road before the front hall. The pools carved on both sides were as clear as mirrors, and several pavilions were carved. Color, fragrant painted wall, koi bead curtain, warm jade paving, gold inlaid for the bar, a thick fragrance like the March breeze, the face of the intrigue people.
Qiu Sui came forward and said in a respectful voice: “When the girl left, the Majesty started repairing the mansion. After repairing it for more than two years, it was finally great.”
More than two or more servants were lying on the ground, and they saw Chu Qiao walking together and chanting.
Chu Qiao walked all the way, only to see the sandalwood in the temple as the top, the crystal is the lamp, the jade is agar, the sea is like a sea, and a huge night pearl is set on the lamp holder, sparkling, like a bright moon. The ostrich is engraved on the pillar of the temple, decorated with gold powder, and the candlelight shines.
On the red paper of the gilded hollow, a few lean magnolia flowers were painted. The aroma hit, and on the night of many years ago, he kidnapped the maiden’s headdress and inserted a magnolia in her thick hair on the hair.
“Guoer Chu’s, Xiu’s famous door, Xiang Zhong Shide, Zhishu Xiaoli, Gongshun Qianhe. Bing Deyou and Wen Shi Shu, know the ancient and modern sex, especially this metaphor, Jin Xirong Feng (), Hou Yi Yongfu.” In ACs version translation means….
“Consulting maiden Chu’s name, therefore, the elegant palace will become a famous family house, prosperous and auspicious in lifetime show virtue; goodness; morality; ethics. To know as daybreak comes and pay attention to respect, modesty and maintain kindness; favor; character. To protect as well as being tender to clear away obstruction in respect to the memorial of the Emperor. To be aware of the ancient and modern character and quality, especially under all of this metaphor and allegories. May you be pleased and enjoy to all the days of this life. I bestow and grant these, in the name of Da Tang Emperor Li Ce. All the glory and honor sealed in the Empress blank surname.
Below is Li Ce’s inkstone, but the title behind Empress surname has not been filled in.
Sun Di came forward and said, Shen Sheng said: “Your Majesty has not yet thought of the title of the county owner to enter the seal, and negotiated for a long time, the Secretary of the Court also drafted several titles, but his Majesty is not satisfied, so it has been I was vacant. I originally wanted to wait until later on, and I didn’t want to delay it. I had no chance.”
Chu Qiao quietly stood up, the lights were like a charm, faintly sprinkled on her pale cheeks, the lips were red, and the fingers pressed hard against the imperial decree, the force of death, the knuckles were white.
I saw a glimpse of the glory and a variety of rare treasures. They were the dowries he had prepared for her and she had been here for many years.
Her eyes were a little hot, and her eyebrows couldn’t help but wrinkle tightly. The sound was as deep as Bihu, and she said succinctly: “Since it has not been declared, the name of the county owner does not need to be mentioned.”
Sun Di nodded. “The girl said that it was late at night and the girl had to rest and leave.”
After saying it she turned away.
Reaching the Zhumen (gateway made of cinnabar) slowly walked away, heavy voices thunderous thunder, and secretly rolled over the ground.
Mei Xiang took a letter and came to me. His eyebrows were slightly whispered and said softly: “Miss, Master Zhuge Yue has sent another letter.”
The look of Chu Qiao’s eyes moved slightly. She took the letter and took it in her hand, but she did not take it apart. The sweat in her palm broke into the letter paper with a hint of a touch.
Mei Xiang frowned and said: “Miss, this is already the ninth, and you will not reply. Master Zhuge Yue will be anxious.” (oh come on, this is the 9th letter and Xinger is brushing it off, Can you imagine’s Zhuge Yue’s brows? LOL)
Chu Qiao sitting and not talking, her eyes fixed on the candlelight in front of the window, but she couldn’t return to God.
Yanbei and Daxia have fought again. Yanming has already played four games and the front line has expanded to the southern end of the Batuha territory. Zhao Yang and Lingnan Mu Shi and Prince Jing Xiao, Ye Jing Tong colluded with one another, and they mastered the southwestern soldiers and horses. They opposed the northern male soldiers of Zhuge Yue and Zhao Che. They were in a crisis.
The emperor had been sick for a long time. He had not been on the morning and the court for a year. Wei Guang said he was ill and did not hold government officials. No one knew what the old fox was playing. The situation in Daxia has already become a pot of boiling water. As long as a large amount of salary is thrown in, it will immediately boil up. At this time, no one can have the slightest ideas and rash actions.
This point, she understands, and how can she not understand?
Mei Xiang could not help but ask, “Miss, what are we doing now?”
Chu Qiao’s eyes slowly looked over, her eyebrows were frosty and silent, and her voice was low and slowly said: “Wait.”
New Emperor to ascend on the second day.
In the main hall of the country, a magnificent young man with a magnificent dragon chair sits behind a seat and hangs a curtain. Two women dressed in beautiful dark clothes sit behind him. They are the mother-in-law of the eldest son of Empress Yuan and Tai Hui, the late Emperor.
On the spacious hall, Zhan Ziyu took the respect of the king of the regents and sat quietly in his royal highness. He wore a dark black robe and embroidered six dragons. He was crowned with a high crown, and his lips contained a hint of laughter. It was like a cold moon shining on the water. He is not scared.
After being left floating for many years in the back of the harem, Li Ce has no sisters and brothers. He is now dead and the Queen Mother is no longer. For a time, the minister can only follow Li Ce’s widow, and the emperor’s eldest son, Li Xiuyi, to become the Emperor. It was born at the end of the court, and it is not qualified for the curtain to listen to politics and government. So the highest in the harem, the princely and noble, became the emperor’s adoptive mother and accompanied the assistant.
The emperor was only six years old, and the Empress Dowager was too embarrassed to listen to politics, and the imperial power naturally fell. However, Yuan’s less time was not admitted to the palace. Li Xuiyi was born in the palace, and there was no family and relatives. It was the time of the Tang Dynasty’s dynasty, and he immediately took control of the brothers and sisters of Zhan Ziyu’s who had been expelled from the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
The change of the situation in the ruling and the wild is like the darkness flowing under the icy lake. It can’t see the slightest edge, but it is like a tidal wave. It can kill people invisible in the breath.
The former princes and grandsons who were led by Sun Di were all suppressed. They were put into Shangsi Hospital for investigation. On the same day, when all Li Ce’s ministers went, all the palacemen who were accompanying the beggars were beheaded. All the ladies danced low. When he was driven out of the palace, he was sent to Foshan Anhua Temple to become a monk… When they were all driven out of the palace, they were left to go to Foshan Anhua Temple.
The new administration of the new emperor is vigorous and resolute, sweeping the entire Sui and Bian Tang dynasties like autumn leaves, and the icy sword hangs over the entire Tang Dynasty. Any unwilling voice will be ruthlessly eradicated.
Under such high-pressure politics, the old veterans who were hesitant have also turned their backs. Every day after the morning, they gathered in front of the government gate of Zhan Ziyu, the regent, and the sharks were like a group of scavengers.
However, contrary to Chu Qiao’s anticipation, under such circumstances, the first person who stood up against the object was the old Liu Ge who used to be against Li Ce.
On the first day of September, in front of the Jinwu Palace, Liu Ge’s old man in front of Zhan Ziyu’s car angered Zhan’s brother and sister as a chaotic thief, and also said that the Emperor was torn in the Roufu Temple for a sinister affair. It was from the hands of Zhan’s brother and sister. This hand of Zhan Ziyu, Zhanzi, tried to stab the emperor and sinned. Then he crashed on the tip of Zhan Ziyu’s guard at the end of his life. Before he died, he called Li Ze’s king, and his blood splashed three feet and died on the spot.
At the time, Zhan Ziyu sat in the carriage and did not show his face from beginning to end. Until Liu Ge’s body was carried away, he took off his car and dropped off the three hundred and two gold beads. Liu Jiazi, who had collected the corpses, asked them to bury his father.
When Chu Qiao was eating at the time of the news, Duoji told her about this matter carefully. Her hand was slightly stagnant, and the lotus soup in the spoon spilled out for a long time. She thought for a long time.
In the evening, the lights in front of Chu Qiao’s window did not go out for a long time. Duoji sat on the slate in the yard and hung a sheepskin sac around his waist and sat with him all night.
After the spread of the Tang Dynasty, Liu Ge’s old story caused a wave of chaos. Students from all over the country gathered in Tangjing. The angered students wrote tens of thousands of articles, and they were passed into the courts by people on the avenues. The three divisions, and the military, severely punished the killer and returned to the Qing Dynasty.
However, two days later, Zhan Ziyu dispatched the Central Army to launch a harsh crackdown on the students. For a time, the Shangli-Ren Academy of Heaven was full of overcrowding, filled with raging voices. The House of the Shangli Academy judged with grief and grief to ask Zhan Ziyu. The young regent, Prince Emei Gao Guan, said in a subtle sentence: “Is there a place in Huangquanpo in the suburbs”
The three-chamber courts with white hair suddenly became cold, and Huangquanpo in the suburbs was a mass grave. The regent king said that the meaning of the words was self-evident.
In the afternoon of the same day, Shangliyuan prison cell burned inadvertently, and most of the prison cells were burned. Most of the prisoners were dead or wounded. A young body was thrown into Huang Quanpo indiscriminately, and even the vice Zhangmu was not exposed. Next, it became a day and night for the wolf and leopard. However, the Shangli Academy merely surrendered its two drinking dereliction duties and shrugged off.
September 27, strong winds, deep autumn.
Today’s early morning peace day is slightly different. It was entirely governed by the regent Prince Zhan Ziyu. After the curtain, only Zhan Ziming was alone. The doctor said that the emperor had suffered from the cold, and he could not go to the court today. The Empress was also taking care of the Emperor and was presided over by the emperor today.
Not yet waiting for the reaction of the group of ministers, the insider was carried by a magnificent throne in the back of the temple, and the tail of the yellow dragon will be carved, and at first glance, it is almost exactly the same as the dragon’s throne.
The purpose of the predecessor was to give a tribute to Zhan Ziyu, and then to take out the emperor’s imperial edict, saying that this seat was created by the emperor himself, and pity the body of Zhan Ziyu, who can sit on it later. In addition, the King’s Palace in the Imperial Palace was given to the Regent King to save him from the pain of day and day.
Zhan Ziyu took off some time and finally sat down under the advice of the crowd. The group of ministers worshipped him and looked upwards, only to feel that the regent’s throne was almost equal to the throne, and the golden light was extremely harsh.
On the evening of the same day, Chu Qiao put down the letter of the briefing and deeply vomited. She said to the Tie Yuo: “Go back to the palace to look good to the emperor, it is near.”
Three nights later, a huge embarrassment suddenly came from within Jinwu Palace. All those who were awake or asleep were alarmed. Senior officials and people ran out of the house one after another and stood in each courtyard, raising their heads. Look toward the origin of the sound. I saw the direction of the Jinwu Palace. It was full of lights, and the red shadows filled the air. It seemed that there was a fire, and there was a constant screaming of killings.
All of a sudden, everyone was shocked. The timid man rushed into the house with his wife and children and kept the doors and windows closed tightly, fearing that he would suffer the sins of the fish. Only some high-ranking officials in the rushing and stunned look at the palace gate, muttering: “I am afraid that it will be changed again.”
At the third time, the palace gate was attacked. Lu Yunxi’s robes were full of blood, and the sword rushed out, followed by three thousand scorpion soldiers, and said to Chu Qiao in front of Tai’ans door: “Girl, already captured Ling Xiao in the Temple.”
Under the dark canopy, Chu Qiao was in a black robe and embroidered with gold and green strokes. His face was white jade and his beauty was Ling Rui. Behind him was a 10,000-strong beauty soldier. He Xiao looked cool, he sat on the battlefield, tightly. Guards are on her side. The red cloud flag on the white background was raised on everyone’s heads. The night was dark and the clouds were overcast. There were no stars and no moons, and bloody fires reflected in Chu Qiao’s face. It was like a sturdy sword with no expression at all.
“Enter the palace.”
A faint sound resounded like a knife sliding over the matte, sharply piercing the eardrum of everyone.
A strong wind blew on the corner of Chu Qiao. She raised a thin chin, her eyes slightly lifted, her feet tapping on the horse’s belly, and drove the horse into the majestic palace.
When a guard fell behind the Lingxiao Temple, the fire of the West Hall was extinguished. Du Ping’an rushed forward with a group of soldiers. The young children’s eyes shone with a tough light as if they had grown up overnight.
Behind the tens of thousands of guards standing Chu Qiao, the bright torches illuminate the sky, reflecting the messy body.
Chu Qiao scolded them all the way and boarded on the white jade stone steps, the people of the Palace of Heaven are still afraid to look up at the Regency Palace and was thrown to the ground, horseshoe trampled up and made a sound of a broken voice.
A court chamber official who was good at watching things hurriedly ran up and kneeled down on the floor and said loudly that the general was dismissed. Chu Qiao glanced at him with cold eyes, then he actually stepped on his back and stepped down to the majestic palace gate.
The gate of the palace gate was opened, and the cold wind with the sandal scented road came face to face. The black cloak of Chu Qiao was screamed, and the saber on the waist side was like the cold ice of the forest. The chilly pierced the deep bottom of the heart. On the empty and empty hall, Zhan Ziyu sat alone, faintly like the river bow of many years ago, the Tsing Yi man sat alone on a wooden wheelchair, facing the Lijiang River, caged with a clear moon, eyes clear and cold springs. The voice is mellow and quiet: “Who is there?”
The wind entered the carved window, and the rice paper that blows off a bright yellow dragon pattern is actually the royal object of the emperor’s drafting of the imperial edict.
Chu Qiao stepped into the hall, stepped on the sacred decree, looked at the shadows in the deep layers of indifferent eyes, and quietly said: “I will take your life.”
Zhan Ziyu smiled a little and said lightly: “I don’t think it will be you.”
“Those who are wise are bound to have one loss. It is not easy for you to climb into such a high position in five years.
Chu Qiao said calmly, her expression was calm and he couldn’t see the slightest ripples.
Zhan Ziyu laughed: “You are comforting me? Not bad. It can be praised by a beautiful general who is famous all over the world. It is not easy.”
Chu Qiao faintly said: “What are your wishes?”
A trace of despondency suddenly slipped past Zhan Ziyu’s face, and he frowned slightly. Then he seemed very reluctant to say, “I couldn’t get on my eight-time riding horse and I was always unwilling.”
Chu Qiao heard a slight glimpse of the mind, she could not help but think of the joke that Zhan Ziyu opened that year. At the time, the two chatted, Zhan Ziyu said that he couldn’t ride horses again. Chu Qiao, in order to solve him, laughed and said that he could raise eight peerless horse-drawn carriages. At that time, Zhan Ziyu smiled slightly and said that she was confused. Only the emperor could ride eight horses. If he is sitting, isn’t he going to rebel?
Time is like flowing water. In an instant, everything is like a mirror of water, and it will never be the same.
“General Chu, why can Li family sit on this river, and I can’t? Isn’t this the world that Li family took from the front? Why are they orthodox in the world, I am a chaotic thief?”
Zhan Ziyu loomed over the color of his eyes. He looked up slightly and looked at the high roof. There was no lack of brilliance in the color: “Moreover, what the Li family owes me, I get it back, what’s wrong? ?”
Chu Qiao was unmoved and said quietly: “It is a grudge between you and it has nothing to do with me.”
She stepped forward slowly, stepping like a leaking drum, echoing through the hall with an echo.
“You killed my cherished man and I will kill you for revenge.”
The sharp sword pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch. The cold light flashed on the Moonlight’s Hanmang (sharp and brilliant), like a stark fire, shining coldly on his face and drawing a white light.
“What else can you say?”
“Let my sister go, she is just a woman. Everything she does is for me.”
Chu Qiao looked at him, a long time without words, her heart was slightly sour slowly rising, the wind blowing from the far outside, blowing the clothes of the two, like a black ink.
“Sorry, I cannot do it.”
She spits out a few words coldly, and then suddenly flicks out her sword. When she thinks of her many years ago, she smiled and said to her, “You are not too bad, but you are always watching. If you don’t get through, chances are, you just can’t help but try.”
Try it on a try…
A handful of blood sprang out suddenly, splashing on Chu Qiao’s black ink coat, and quickly infiltrated into a cloud of darkness.
Chu Qiao bent over to pick up the head of the ground, the man’s ink hair combed meticulously, his face was white as jade, his eyebrows were mild, just like he was asleep, but his neck was bloody and bloody.
“噗” (Pop), Chu Qiao threw the head into the arms of a guard, and said in a deep voice: “Hang the head on the palace gate and look at the Central Army who attacked the door.”
After that, he walked out of Ling Xiao Temple, turned upright, and said to the left and right, “Go to the temple of Roufu.”
The moon didn’t know when to drill out of the clouds and sprinkled a bleak Qinghui. The Lingxiao Temple gradually fell silent. The soldiers in armor rushed away, leaving a dead body, and the crows in the sky shouted. Black wings are like the coffin of death. On the empty hall, the headless body still sits quietly on the dragon’s golden seat, which looks horrible.
The Battle of Roufu temple was over at this time. The Tie Yuo was accompanied by Sun Di and both was seen bloody. It showed how fierce the fighting was.
Chu Qiao jumped out of the horse and said to Sun Di: “Grieved you.”
Sun Di smiled and said, “It’s all right. “No problem, just the food in the prison is too bad, I am so hungry.”
“Girl, Zhan Ziming has been taken.”
Tie Yuo said by divinely, Chu Qiao slightly raised his eyebrows: “Is the emperor good?”
Tie Yuo slightly bowed his brow: “No, it was only slightly scared.”
“That’s good.” Chu Qiao relieved, and asked, “Why is it sad?”
“Mr. Yuan was embarrassed. When we rushed in, she thought it was Zhan Ziming. Before she spoke, she was killed.”
Chu Qiao immediately frowned, and I did not expect Yuan to come here even as far as possible, and that she had exhausted her mother and son to lay down this path of birth, she even so silent death.
“Girl,” Sun Di stepped forward and divinely said: “The Zhan brothers and sisters assassinated the first emperor, joined the party to pursue private business, and tried to assassinate the emperor. All the criminals who wanted to embrace the reigning king were invetigated here. Tomorrow, the world will know their crimes.”
Chu Qiao took it slowly, but a few sheets of paper, but she felt that it was more than a thousand pounds.
“Let me go out! You are a group of slaves! Let me go out!”
A shrill scream suddenly came, and the magnificent Supreme Court was now in decline, the fire was burning, there was rubble dust everywhere, Zhan Ziyu wearing the red robes, and he was struggling with two court women. Beaten, trying to run out of the temple, eyes red, and there is a trace of grace and glamour on the face.
When she saw Chu and Sun and others, she suddenly squatted down and stared at her with both eyes. It suddenly appeared as if she had come to recognize her. She laughed wildly: “It turned out to be you!”
Chu Qiao did not speak. She just watched her quietly. She did not want to reunite here today. In that year, the long-awaited woman who had followed her brother had already died. Now standing in front of him is nothing more than a madman.
“What about my third brother?”
She asked suddenly and sternly.
Chu Qiao said slowly, “I’m dead.”
Zhan Ziming suddenly stopped, as if it was expected that there would be this day. After a long time, she suddenly smiled and screamed, like a night eagle on the sky, her eyes were gray and full of death. Looking at Chu Qiao, she asked: “You killed him?”
“Okay, okay, the person he looks at is really good. It’s no wonder that the palace has three thousand fat powders. He is only really sincere to you.”
Chu Qiao looked at this beautiful and crazy woman with cold eyes and pity. She seemed to see the depths of her heart through her beautiful skin.
“How are you going to deal with Rong’er?”
“She is not only your child but also a child of Li Ce. I will treat him kindly.”
Zhan Ziming nodded and smiled bitterly: “Well, I am full of blood, even he is hurt. If it is not for the third brother, I have already lost my life, you do.”
At that moment, Chu Qiao suddenly saw her heart pierced through her sly smile. Because of childhood admiration for his brother, so she is duty-bound to obey Zhan Ziyu all the arrangements. However, after the palace, she cannot help but gradually fell in love with Li Ce, perhaps even the love she did not realize until after she planned the assassination Only let her know her heart. Outside the palace of honor, her grief was not like falsification. Unfortunately, the two men she loved in her life, one never loved her and one could not love her, she became a joke of fate.
“Give Zhan Ziming the poison wine.”
Chu Qiao turned around and strode away from the temple. The outside wind blew, and the night was like a thick tide that spread her whole. Jinwu’s main entrance was brightly lit, but the sound of shouting was gradually reduced. A sharp sound of gold blew through the cold night sky, slowly collecting dust. The taste, the taste of thousands of killings, the taste of countless souls, and the instantaneous rains and clouds, surrounded her from all sides.
She had a silver sword in her hand, an ink robe dyed blood, and behind her was a glaring fire. Black soldiers stood beside her. Her eyes were so cold and she stared at the end of the world. On the other side, far away in the north, with a chilly silence, her eyes did not appear instantaneously. It seemed that people were watching, but in the end, they fell into a ruined market with no traces.
The eunuch hangs a long scorpion and shouts a string of swaying rituals.
The sun pierced the dark clouds in this instant. The sky will be clear. This long night will finally pass. But what will be needed to disperse the darkness in the heart?
Destiny is like a ridiculous fire, and it burns her apart. Those good wishes and hopes for the future will eventually go along with the fire. In this regard, she will be stripped of all weakness, grief, kindness, and goodness, and that longing for good things will be really strong, guarding everything she cherishes.
Anyone who dares to infringe on one inch will pay a terrible price for it.
A childish voice suddenly came, and the child’s small figure suddenly rushed into Chu Qiao. The emperor cried and painted his face, his little face was red, and he cried and said: “Mother died! Aunt, instrumental Mother died!”
The child is still so small, his handsome eyebrows, but full of Li Ce’s shadow.
She crouched down and held the child tightly in her arms. The whole body was cold, but there was a warm warmth in her heart.
This is Li Ce’s child. This is Li Jiang’s country. This is Li Ce’s home. He guarded her for so many years, now, for her to guard him.
“I’m not afraid, you still have my aunt.”
Mei Xiang faintly stood on one side, holding a child in his hand, Chu Qiao stood up and slowly walked past, I saw Li Qingrong, the son of Zhan Ziming.
The child who had been crowned as the King of Reverence since birth was sleeping well at the moment, and he did not know what kind of bloody turmoil this world had already caused because of his birth. His father and mother died one after another, leaving behind this devastated land and a stormy country.
“Miss, you see how good it is to sleep under His Highness.”
Mei Xiang likes children and smiles and shows Prince Li Rong’er to Chu Qiao.
Chu Qiao reached for it, the child was awakened, impatiently yawned, and looked at Chu Qiao half anxiously, that looks like a full replica of Li Ce.
Chu Qiao’s eyes were hot and almost fell into tears. She held her child in her arms, his cheeks with his little face, and his heart was empty.
“Adult, Liu Yuan, the son of Liu Ge’s eldest son, took the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs in front of the Tai’an Gate and asked what happened. Is the Emperor still safe?”
Chu Qiao looked up and his eyes cooled down. He said to He Xiao in a deep voice: “Tell everyone, the regent Prince Zhan Ziyu and the Zhan Ziming murdered the emperor together, and plotted to marry the emperor. The emperor died in the chaos. The emperor was innocent and the evil was already in the air. Adults don’t have to worry.”
He Xiao went, and after a while, a long-lived sound of singing and singing was heard outside the palace gate. The guards came to report: Liu Yuanzong first expressed loyalty, and the dynasty of Wu dynasty surrendered. The wars of the South Gate, the North Gate, and the Qianguangmen had been stopped. The rebel army officers had already been captured, waiting for the adults to fall.
The palace gate opened wide, under the jade steps, Manchu military forces and thousands of marshals were standing. The sky was soaring in the red sky. According to the singularity, Chu Qiao held the glory and took the emperor and stepped onto the Baiyu Royal Road step by step.
The long-lived sound of my emperor resounded through the palace, the rising sun with a touch of gold, sprinkling her black ink on the plaque, the white and red clouds on the flag, there are two watermark characters “beautiful”, the wind blows, the sky and the sky are lonely. It is a vast sky.
The emperor’s brittle cries, pointing to the gold dragon chair opposite, slightly flinching, frowning and said: “I do not want to sit there.”
Chu Qiao squatted down, gently touched his face, whispered: “Yi’Er, that is the seat of thousands of people with blood and white bones, is your land of fate, your father and mother. All died for it, and the mountains of Datang were on your shoulders. All the patriarch’s eyes were watching you in heaven. This is your responsibility, and you cannot allow you to retreat.”
The emperor was scared by her words, and she pulled her and asked, “What about the aunt? Doesn’t my aunt want me?”
Chu Qiao put him on the throne and said quietly: “Aunt will not leave, my aunt will always be with you.”
Chu Qiao turned around, the military officer and all the soldiers had time to bow down, the long-lived sound resounded through the ears, and shocked the birds in the sky.
The officials did not know. They did not know who he was worshipping at the moment. It was the young child of the throne and the young woman who held the two army powers of the wolf army and the beauty army. All kinds of speculative mentalities are turbulent in the ruling and opposition fields. Like thousands of years, there is no moment of peace and tranquility.
Dust returns to the market, and dust is settled. Chess has already been shot and there is no room for repentance.
Li Ce, don’t worry.
CHAPTER 177 Beauty Princess
The autumn is getting colder, and even the wind that blows has the cool air of chrysanthemums. The lotus flower of Taiqing Pool has already been defeated. The leaves of Wutong are filled with lake embankments. The static on the main hall is like the transparent autumn water of a lake. The sound image is the lingering fragrance of the copper-gilt gongs, quietly floating on the temple, the more empty and silent.
“Yunkang Princess, Lady Huayang Yipin, Weinan Wangfu, Duanqing Wangfu, Jing’an Wangxi, have successively expressed their willingness to enter the palace to raise the emperor. Minnan Wang, Duanqing Wang, Jingan Wang, Situ General, An Zhenma, Yunjun horse, and also the scenes from the scene, the ruling and opposition are currently divided into two factions, the generals are mostly respected Jing’an Wang. The officials advocated that the three kings together raised the emperor, and the three princes together supervised the state.
The breeze blew over, and the moon and flowers shook in the moonlight outside the window. Chu Qiao sat in a soft seat and wore a cotton white inner room gown. He put one hand on the window sill and held the chin quietly looking out at the window. On a moonlit night, the wide sleeves drooped slightly, revealing a white arm. His face was thin and his eyes were calm and he couldn’t see what he was thinking.
“General Xie Xu of the Ministry of the Army and Xie Xu with the army have already arrived at Xizhao Mountain with 70,000 troops. They will arrive in the Capital Division someday. General Xie Xu was once the home slave of the Jing’an King. Now he is sent to the army and forced to defend. I have ordered General Xu to General Su also defended in Shushui. If General Xie Xu came under the banner of visiting the new emperor, he could only sail across the river and could not carry soldiers.”
“Xie Xu?” Chu Qiao leaned against the window, his head did not turn, quietly said: “When the Emperor Luo rebelled, he did not see him as loyal and patriotic, but now he is picking up.”
Sun Di’s voice did not change, in a deep voice said: “If the name is not correct, then the words are not smooth.
Chu Qiao slightly looked around and looked at Sun Di with his eyes set. It seemed to be clear what he wanted to say, but he did not say anything after all, and he did not give him a practical answer. He just turned quietly and looked out of the window. His face like a blue storm and scorned, speechless for a long time.
“In addition, Liu Yuan, the old son of Liu Ge, had privately looked for me. He said that at the right time, he would like to contact some of Liu’s old ministry to help the adults. However, there is still a need for a time and name.”
At this time, a sudden rush of footsteps sounded outside the temple. The two turned to look at each other and saw the emperor wearing a trumpet golden robe, barefoot, wearing no boots, and tears running into his face. From the hall came and flew into Chu Qiao’s arms and burst into tears. The two men followed, and they saw Chu Qiao and Sun Di quickly slammed on the ground.
The child was small, so soft, holding Chu Qiao’s waist tightly with both hands and cried while crying: “My aunt! The mother-in-law came to me and my mother came to me!”
Chu Qiao pityfully lifted the little emperor, took out his handcuffs and wiped away his tears. He whispered: “Is the emperor dreaming again?”
The child said with a small mouth and cried: “The mother’s buns are full of blood, and they all lie to me.”
Chu Qiao comforted him: “The emperor is not afraid, it is a dream when it is not true. The Empress Dowager likes you so much during his lifetime, how can you she scare you?”
Li Xiuyi tightly held Chu Qiao, how did not let go.
When Sun Di looked at the emperor, he said with regret: “The age of the emperor is still so small. If it is in the hands of people with ulterior motives, how much suffering do you still have to eat?”
Chu Qiao’s heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of boredom, and he did not look at Sun Di. Immediately, the cold voice said: “The night is deep, and adults should not stay in the palace. Mei Xiang, drop off.”
Sun Di was not upset, politely prayed at Chu Qiao, and felt relieved turned away.
Mei Xiang licked Sun Di’s back and felt a bit of grievance. When he saw him leaving, he said vehemently: “The young lady should not listen to this nonsense. When the four young masters come to the big deal, we will take the young man away.”
Chu Qiao did not speak, but Li Xiuyin in her arms raised her head and asked, “Where is your aunt going?”
Chu Qiao bowed her head and looked at the child’s darkened eyes, and it seemed vague to see the shadow of the other person through the eyes. At that time, the sky was flying and the cold was like a knife-like cold. He ignored the objections and suspicions of the whole country, rushed with the army, rescued her from chaos, and his armor was as cool as it was on her cheeks. However, it seems that it is a high mountain in the wind, like a building of Huanghuang, it seems that it will never fall.
She narrowed her arms a little and held her child in her arms.
The white candle is high and the night of the deep palace is always long.
The corner door beside the Tai’an Gate opened slowly, and Sun Yun slowly pulled out of his light robe.
Tie Yuo was in the dark corner and he came close to him. Sun Di looked at him with a chuckle, and said, “Is it important for me to drink alcohol?”
“Did you kill the Empress Dowager?”
Tie Yuo was low in his voice and his eyes were silent as water, and suddenly he said in a deep voice.
Sun Di was not shocked on the surface, and there was a hint of laughter in his mouth clearly said: “What is the meaning of this Tie Yuo, animal? Empress Yuan Taihou touched the wall and died. All the palace ministers and the people have seen it. Have you not seen with your own eyes?”
Tie Yuo frowned and his tone remained unchanged: “Qingyuan said that the night before you forced the palace, you sent a secret letter from the prison. The name was given to Empress Dowager. After reading the letter, they went to the palace and did not leave until the night of compulsion. The maid serving the Empress said that Empress Dowager cried all night and she did not even eat anything. What did you tell her?
“What I can say is nothing more than to guard against Zhan brothers and sisters.”
Tie Yuo suddenly stepped forward, eyes staring at Sun Di, in a deep voice said: “Why did you secretly executed several small eunuchs who sent letters to you last night, in the name of the Qing court palace, did you search the temple of the great heart? ”
Sun Di’s face was also cold with tinkling Hanfu dress, he turned away, coldly said: “I do not know what you are talking about.”
Say it, try to leave if you lift your feet.
“Sun Di!” Tie Yuo was slammed from the bottom of the room and scared the guards in the distance and looked at him. His chest was breathing ups and downs, and he lowered his voice and said slowly: “If you want to know unless you have no intention, thousands of pairs of eyes staring at you, do you think you can get seamless?”
The moonlight was cold, and a silver-white light was sprinkled on the back of Sun Di’s back. The blue shirt was ruthless and unadorned, but there was an indescribable brilliance floating out from this young nobleman.
He slowly turned around, his eyes quietly watching the iron crier, the wordless sound of a word: “Tie Yuo, what is your origin, you do not remember.”
Tie Yuo was stunned by a glimpse of an unpleasant sensation, and said coldly: “Tie Yuo is born from common people and naturally cannot be compared with the grandson.”
“I don’t mean to ask you this.” Sun Di faintly said, under the brilliance of the cold moon, his handsome face and evil beauty, the man’s back straight, sleeveless, quietly said: “I want to say, you will not forget your grace and my kindness?”
Tie Yuo was suddenly stunned, but in a flash he said coldly: “Killing the only mother-in-law of the younger brother, instigating the temper of the savage, is this the means to repay your grace?”
“What else? What can you do? Let your Majesty take the throne and Empress Yuan Taihuo? If you don’t do it for three years, then the Datang ancestors will follow Zhou Yan’s surname.”
Sun Di pulled out his mouth with a trace of smirk, young eyes sly, the night wind blowing, clothes, like a godly figure.
”It is true that before the death of the sire, I expected that there would be such a situation, and I did a good job of giving instructions and arrangements. But I did not do that. I want to let the Tang Dynasty mess up this game. This chaotic thief died in the hands of the beauty general so that she can make this merit. Even if Empress Dowager does not kill herself on the same day, I will kill her afterward, but she is still smart, knowing that she has no such skill, early I made a choice and saved me a lot of trouble. The water in the ruling and the wild is my turmoil. Only by pushing the situation to this point, the Chu Qiao will use it for me, and will not leave the Tang Dynasty with Zhuge.”
Tie Yuo was stunned by the sound, and the iron-red walls looked heavy and oppressive. The birds at night passed the high Jinwu Palace and made a harsh tweet. Tie Yuo frowned and frowned, and after a long time, he said incredulously: “You are crazy!”
“No, it’s not me who is crazy.”
Sun Di looked up, his belt became the wind, and the tall and straight figure was like a gun, pointing away from the distant northern night sky. He said with a sharp look and said, “Did you hear it? The drums in the north have been ringing, and the geese have gone off. A million dead, the summer has nearly collapsed, Yanbei with Yan Xun is ambitious, soldiers martial arts is absolutely unprecedented, no one can be jealous. Daxia is now able to compete with it, nothing more than because of the Qing army In the flank threat, once Zhuge Yue left, relying on Zhao Che alone, how can he compete with Yanbei? And DaXia domestic infighting, internal chaos endlessly, the parties clan independent, Zhao Cis not willing to beg people, once the big summer was People broke through, and the northern barrier of the Sui and Tang dynasties was gone. At that time, there was a threat to Yanbei from the waterway of Nanjiang in the west, a frontal attack by the Yanbei army in the north, a Nalan Hongye with close relationship with yan ShiZi in the east, and King Jing’an inside. When the inscrutable opponents add up, then can I still survive in Da Tang?”
Tie Yuo immediately stopped by the whole person, and only listened to Sun Di continued: “Prince Luo in battle, Datang suffered heavy casualties, after leaving large, the domestic forces wishing to take Li Ce and replaced by the thieves will not die. Now if it is to maintain such four sub-division, we still have a fight. When the situation is broken, Da Xia must be the hand of Yan Bei, and that is when my Tang era was destroyed. Your Majesty, you and I, are very much like you, and now he is no longer here. Is it possible? Can you sit and watch the destruction of the Tang Dynasty foundation?
“Then, you shouldn’t have killed the Empress Dowager. After all, she was a sister-in-law. She was a mother under her maidservant!” Tie Yuo said with a red face and said loudly.
“A useless woman fills up.” Sun Di disdained a cold cry, and coldly said, “For the sake of the present, only if we can find ways to save the Great Summer, can we give us a chance to breathe. Before, Yanbei was eradicated by the summer. If we cannot swallow Huai Song, then the future will surely fall into a siege.”
After all, his eyes suddenly showed a hint of enthusiasm. He turned around and stared at Tie You tightly coldly said: “As long as the Chu Adults are on my Datang Empire, Zhuge Yue will definitely not return to Great Summer. But Zhuge Yue will surely return to Qinghai, as long as he does not leave here, Yan Xun can’t ignore the Cuiwei Guan (means mountain) and send all his troops to attack the Yanming Guan (means mountain), and the Great Summer is immortal. If so, we have time and opportunity to recuperate and live. The relationship will inevitably usher in the political support of the two parties. If there is any change in domestic forces, we must consider the attitudes of other two countries. The imperial position under Xiaoyan will be secure. King Jing’an and others will have to intervene. Somehow, there will be some scruples. Moreover, the beauty of the military is extremely strong and it is loyal and faithful. It is no less than the wolf army under his command. It is the best guarantee for Prince Shi. The Chu people themselves are highly military and politically skilled, and they have won the remnants of the great peer society. The esteem is highly commendable, and it is worthy of gratitude. And she has feelings for his Majesty, and she has no family members. As a woman, she has no ambitions. Can you find a second person in this world?”
Tie Yuo was said to be dumb, and he could only look at his peers as if he didn’t know.
Sun Di looked at him and said quietly: “If you want to watch the ruin of the Tang Dynasty, then you want to be the sinner of the Tang Dynasty. You may wish to tell others what I said just now. I don’t blame you for being ignorant. I only blame my mind for not being understood by the world.”
“But, you have to let him marry a dead emperor … Are you not in the wrong mind for letting this happen in her life?”
Sun Di shook his head and patted the shoulders of the Tie Yuo, he said: “I believe that Chu Qiao have no ambitions, but I can’t help others. If Zhuge Yue really marries her, can we let Qinghai? Did the king’s wife come to serve as a prisoner of Datang?”
The sky was shining on the moon, and silver was sprinkled on the ground. The man turned to leave and the sound came from a distance, with a few words of bleakness:
“Where is the road to the emperor, how can we get the woman’s benevolence? The hell is deep, no one dares to go, let me go alone…”
The shadow of the moon is tilted, the autumn wind is blowing, and the autumn leaves of the phoenix tree are everywhere.
宓荷居 (Mihe Ju means lotus residence) is still the same deserted, but now it has become the most popular place in the entire Jin Wu Palace, at least there are living people walking, and other places heard that birds are no longer willing to fly off the night.
Jinwu Palace suddenly calmed down. There was no more dancing and singing, no more banquets, no more blue-eyed Donghu dancers, and there was no longer a good night’s sleep.
The entire palace is lonely, and even the nightingales are flying away from this silent palace. The palace suddenly becomes so silent that even when they walk, they can hear their own breathing. Everyone was living quietly, seeming to speak a little loudly, and would start to disturb the dead who had just died but not dissipated. The white and palace were like a white woman’s arm, dimly, and the eyes flew past again not too long ago. The splendid flourishing was here and the wines and luxuries. But all of a sudden, the dust has returned to the market, and everything has disappeared.
Everything is missing that person, including the sycamore tree and clear water blue waves, as well as every flying dove arch, every garden rockery.
The emperor had just fallen asleep and lay on Chu Qiao’s bed. The child witnessed the self- meditation of Empress Dowager on the same day. She did not have a good feeling for many days. At that moment, the little brow was still tightly wrinkled. She seemed to be afraid of sleeping. Prince Rong lay in a cradle beside her, but he slept very soundly, and his mouth was curved like his father.
Chu Qiao sat in front of the window without any hardships. A white candle was burning lightly. The candle fell with tears. There was a hint of red under the light of the fire.
There was a thick stack of letters in the hand and the paint was in good condition. All were not opened.
She sat just like that, and she had already spent more than two hours.
Sun Di words could not help but reverberate in her mind. She slowly turned her back and looked at the two young children. Her heart was empty and blank.
After 13 letters have been written, he must be extremely anxious. If it were not the case in the Great Summer, I am afraid that he would have come alone. (Zhuge Yue does not gives up!!! LOL)
Chu Qiao’s mouth slipped past a faint smile, imagining him with an angry look in his mind, his brows crinkling tightly, his eyes staring at her, his lips snaking in a straight line, like a pissed child.
What will be written in this letter? Will you be mad at her? Complain about her? Or will she be envious of her?
Maybe there will be, but she does not want to read. This road is so cold, she can not turn around to see the fire on other roads. Once she reads, she fears that she will no longer have the courage to go forward.
The heat of her chest went cold as it fell, and it gradually condensed into a strong ice. She remembered what she had said to herself that night when the laurel tree shook and the moonlight was shining. He turned to look at her and looked at him as if she was clear and slowly asked, “The road hasn’t gone to the end, maybe there will be other variables, are you afraid?”
At that time, the wind was so gentle and the weather was warm. Her sleeves were swelled by wind, like a butterfly that was eager to fly. She had thrown away all the knots and quietly chuckled that she was not afraid. Then he smiled mildly, and it was rare. There was no embarrassment, no arrogance, no bickering, no dispute, and he smiled at her from the heart, then slowly tilted his head under the moonlight. Her lips kissed lightly, and her powerful hand held her around her waist. Her lips and teeth rubbed against her softness and aroma. She sucked the sweetness of her many years.
However, this dream has not yet begun and will be over.
Years have passed since she was already a thousand miles of Li Ce and a split, and her destiny was nothing, like a raging wildfire that had burned the wilderness. It was inexhaustible, pouring, never quiet, and never rested.
She extended her hand slowly, picked up the letter and placed it on the candlelight. The flames ignited high, and the envelopes were slightly curled and gradually yellowed. The flames spread and eventually turned black and gray.
Mei Xiang walked in, staying up late at night and screamed with a yell. She ran forward a few steps and tossed the candlestick down. Surprised, “What are you doing?”
Chu Qiao did not make any sounds. She only quietly watched most of the letters she had already burned. The remaining half of them were black and gray, and they were broken. The spider webs, like a ridiculous hole, were covered in black dust. Under the lights, it has the light of ignorance.
“Miss!” Mei Xiang’s eyes widened in surprise. Suddenly she seized her thin shoulders. She asked in a worried voice, “You will not, you will not listen to Sun Di?”
Chu Qiao then looked up and looked at Mei Xiang quietly, Mei Xiang suddenly felt Chu Qiao’s eyes seemed to have died, and turned into a piece of debris, not half angry. She grabbed Chu Qiao’s hand tensely and held it hard. She said anxiously, “You mustn’t be silly in this matter, Miss. This is a lifelong thing. Even though Emperor Tang is good to you, he is gone. You are just A woman, why should you take up the entire Datang country?”
Chu Qiao still doesn’t talk, Mei Xiang’s forehead sweats, tears screaming, and the voice trembles and says: “Miss, you can’t live up to the four young masters, you can’t promise, you wake up, you can’t be stupid!”
The gust of wind suddenly blew, and the scream of the floor blew up the letter of the earth, and a few pieces of the letter that had not been completely burned were turned over. There were a few literary words written by the lights in the light: I have to wait for me…
Waiting for you…
Chu Qiao’s eyes were a little blurry, but no tears fell. The lights rose from her skirts and covered the shallow light. Her heart was sore, but she couldn’t speak.
Mei Xiang suddenly burst into tears and groaned loudly as soon as he slammed on the ground. The child on the bed was awakened. His sleepy eyes sat up and saw Mei Xiang cry. He was a little scared. He looked at Chu Qiao and opened his hands. Gently called: “Aunt.”
The voice of the child shattered the silence in her heart. Chu Qiao stood up and went to see the child. However, he was caught in the corner of the skirt by Mei Xiang, and the woman looked up at her with tears in her eyes. The voice was so sad and sobbing: “Miss, why do the living people live for the dead?”
Chu Qiao’s footsteps suddenly stopped, and she squinted back and looked at Mei Xiang’s red eyes, and her white hands began to tremble unconsciously.
“Miss, you can’t live up to the four young masters, you can’t.” Mei Xiang tears down, but sadly said: “Have you forgotten the song? The moon shines on your soul, reminds you to return home, Miss, must come Do you know that you regret it after losing it? You still have to owe the Emperor’s debt today, knowing that he will have a chance to compensate the four young masters? The deceased has been embarrassed. Is it necessary to let the living person live forever and sad?”
Mei Xiang has a head on the ground and says in a loud voice, “Miss, go with the young master, Mei Xiang begs you, go!”
Li Xiuyi suddenly jumped out of bed and fell on Mei Xiang, knocking her down. The little child was like a small beast, trying hard to catch Mei Xiang’s hair and yelling and yelling: “Bad! You are bad! You must take away my aunt. You have to let my aunt go! Bad! ”
Chu Qiao quickly held Li Xiuyi in her arms, and the child still struggled in her arms. She looked at Mei Xiang with hateful eyes, like a wolf who lost the mother wolf.
“The bad guys! There are no fathers and mothers, but also my aunt and villains!”
The child’s voice is like a knife. The sharp thorns are on Chu Qiao’s heart. At that moment, if there is a blood in the throat, he will spurt his mouth.
Li Qingrong also woke up. The child looked at the dark eyes and looked at the few people in the room. She suddenly saw his little brother cry, and his mouth widened. He whimpered and cried.
The pampered maiden rushed in from the outside and dared not say anything. He just picked up the king and went outside to feed him.
The candlelight on the main hall creaked, the shadow of the plane tree in front of the window swayed, and the night was so quiet that she could hear nothing but the cry of the child.
“What fourth young master?”
Li Xiuyi’s face was suddenly frosty, with a little bit of sturdiness. He pushed Chu Qiao one by one, ran to the edge of the bed, took Chu Qiao’s sword and pulled out a sword that was almost as high as he was. Killing and shouting: “I went to kill him, let him grab my aunt!”
Chu Qiao grabbed the sword and yelled: “What are you doing?”
The child had a small mouth and a cry of tears fell from the bottom of his eyes and cried: “The aunt doesn’t want me. I know you’re leaving. You don’t want me!”
Chu Qiao squatted on the ground, holding the child tightly in his bosom, and the pain of his heart was too late, and he couldn’t speak.
“My aunt don’t go.”
The child stretched out his hand and held her back. He cried, “The instrument will soon grow up. I will protect my aunt like a father, and my aunt will not leave.”
At this time, a white jade-like little girl rushed out of the door, dressed in a small blind man, standing in the door silly, a small, white and fat face, dark eyes, like two raised in the grapes of the water.
Li Xiuyi saw her and ran out of Chu Qiao’s arms and ran a few steps to pull the girl’s hand. She sobbed and said, “You’ll soon give up your aunt and leave your aunt then aunt to leave.”
The little girl is Li Ce’s daughter. It was only four years old this year. Because the palace was not very close recently, Chu Qiao brought all three of them to live in the lotus residence. It was just a habit to sleep with the mother so she could not sleep far away.
Suspense, for a time do not know if he did not understand the words of his brother, even stood still.
Li Xiuyi was angry and shouted: “Let you kneel down! Didn’t you hear?”
Wow, burst into tears, and squatted down, two little hands propped on the ground, and kept covering their heads while giggling and crying, said: “I don’t dare to stir up, I dare not, aunt,呜—” (means wū, sobbing, humming whimpering)
Chu Qiao grabbed Li Xiuyi who also had to take down the girl’s head and held him and her in their arms. The sourness of the heart was like a sea of blue water. It was an endless flood.
“The aunt won’t go, my aunt won’t go.”
She said one by one that the two children rushed in her arms and cried in fear. The voice reverberated in the empty Jinwu Palace. Together with the leaking drums, it was passed into the late autumn of this grief.
Mei Xiang looked at the figure of the trio. A heart sank down so heavy. She sat there and leaned slightly to her side, clutching her lips tightly, tearing a line of tears down from her eyes and falling into the entrance. So bitter, then astringent.
“It’s all life.”
She helplessly pulled out a smile, like the aging of Huanglian (means yellow face, yellow-skinned people)
On the second day, when Sun Di came, Chu Qiao had been groomed and dressed in a deep red woven gold. The golden silk and long draped chest seemed to be magnificent.
Sun Di looked at Chu Qiao and seemed to be slightly embarrassed. After a while, a sudden burst of laughter appeared on his lips. He said quietly: “It seems that the girl is figured out.”
The woman sits in the main room, and the morning sun shines on her, with a light that people dare not look at. Put on such a costume, her sharp eyebrows did not diminish a bit, but it looked even more graceful. She decided to look at Sun Di, his voice was cold, and slowly said: “: “Fortunately, I would not have called Sun Daren.” Disappointed.”
Sun Di’s mind immediately burst, but still calm down: “The girl said heavy.”
Chu Qiao also no longer said a word, coldly waved: “It is estimated that the number of adults has been counted, how to handle it, I will give it to you.”
“Yes, the minister will not be responsible.”
In the blink of an eye, the title has changed. Chu Qiao turned his head and even felt sneer. struggling.
Sun Di looked and said tentatively: “After three days, it is the auspicious day.”
“Three days?” Chu Qiao slightly raised her eyebrows: “will not be too fast?”
“No matter, the minister will urge the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry to follow up preparations.”
“What about the imperial decree and script?”
Sun Di smiled, very contentedly said: “Does the girl forget it? The emperor to the girl’s magistrate sealed book has not yet filled out the title. If you modify it slightly, you can do it. There is no error in time. After all, it is the emperor’s handwriting. The book, the courtiers and ministers will be more convinced, coupled with the girl’s prestige now, no one must dare to speak out against.”
“Oh, you are thoughtful.”
Chu Qiao said indifferently, Sun Di’s back was suddenly cold, and said quietly, “Then, go ahead and prepare.”
Chu Qiao faintly nodded and looked a little tired. Sun Di hurriedly turned away. As soon as he was about to step out of the door, a very light voice came suddenly. The woman said in a subtle way: “This is the last time. ”
At the foot of Sun Di’s feet, he passed away, but he turned back and saw Chu Qiao stepping into the inner temple.
Is it auditory hallucination?
He wrinkled his eyebrows tightly.
Autumn is high, and the sky is clear. Sun Di suddenly smiles freely, raises his face and looks at the sky. Vaguely, he seems to see that the man who is also a friend of Yijun is smiling at him.
“I am doing this, you must be happy too, even if you have a virgin and inviolable sense of justice on your face, I am expected to have fun.”
Sun Di took a deep breath and closed his eyes quietly.
It does not matter if I hate me. As long as I keep the blood of Li Tang, everything is worth it.
On the fifth day of October, Jin wu palace issued the remains of the first emperor, and the beautiful general of Chu Qiao, became the emperor and nobles and took charge of the palace and phoenix seal. She promised the world that as long as he gave birth to the prince, he would seal it as Da Tang Empress Dowager.
Because the time spent was three months ago when Li Ce was still alive, Chu Qiao became the only woman who had just been crowned as a royal and noble woman, and everyone in the world knows what kind of marriage this is. A beautiful emperor can never be pregnant with Li Ce’s child for the rest of her life. Therefore, in this life, she can only be a royal emperor.
After three days of the canon ceremony, the city of Tang Jing was full of black urns, and the Ministry of rites also rushed to make the first black robes of the Tang Dynasty. Officials from all over the country rushed to prepare for the ceremony. The gongs were full of galloping horses. Far away toward the capital.
Everyone is waiting for this demon marriage after three days. The eyes of all countries are mingling together. Tianda is once again disturbed by the woman because everyone knows that this is not just a royal family, but Da Tang. In the next ten years, the real master, the Daxia woman who was a slave from the past, finally climbed the peak of power step by step with her legendary encounter.
When Yan Xun knew the news, he was entertaining guests in the palace. The wind came quietly and he flopped into his ear and whispered a few words. His face suddenly changed. The wine in his hand was smashed, and the half-grape wine was sprinkled on the mysterious black robes.
The rude guest smiled a bit, and he asked without question: “What happened to the king?”
Yan Xun smiled and shook his head: “It was very embarrassing that an old horse who had been in a few years of age had just died and was disturbed.”
“It turned out to be a horse.” The guest laughed happily: “Yanbei is a big thing, if the king will attack the big summer in the future, the king of the world will master it. If there is nothing, but since the king loves the horse, then I will send someone back to send it. A thousand horses are coming to the king, and I wish the king a smooth start and victory!”
A laughter suddenly came from the Yan Palace, echoing far away on the Yanbei Plateau.
The distance between heaven and earth is so vast that the destiny is like an arrow that is always moving forward. Once it is shot, there is no room for turning back.
That night, Yan Xun took his entourage to the Nada Palace on the hill of the sundown. The palace is like a cloud and it is beautiful. He sat in the deep pool of clouds and sea in the Yaochi-like palace for a long time. The sun fell a little bit down the mountain. The sunset was red and brilliant, like a red flame on the fire thunder.
The spirits slid over the scorpion, and the line of sight was blurred little by little. His eyes were no longer sharp, and there was a little emptiness. There was no one around him. He could allow his thoughts to temporarily put a fake.
“A’Chu, marry me.”
“I will always be good to you.”
“I will always believe in you.”
“A’Chu, when the east side of the war is over, we will be married.”
“Achu, all the wind, and rain have passed, and we are still together.”
Whoever will change, we will not change.
We will not change…
A low-slack sneer came out of the Yan Palace, and the wind glimpsed a little and turned to the side, but only smelled the scent of wine. In the past, I never drunk, and since that person left, the wine has become a must-have item.
Thinking of that person, the wind suddenly caused a sore nose.
After all, it is two sad people, scattered world, living on the tip of the knife, no one can be truly peaceful.
The wind in Yanbei is getting colder, and winter is coming soon.
At this moment, a group of people at the ferry crossing in Xianyang had just landed on the shore. Several men with a face of frosty color took a few horses and said: “The news came from the family. No one knows that the young master does not, the seven masters. He said that the young master is going to do his own thing. If he rushes back within ten days, don’t worry.”
The purple man frowned slightly, his face was handsome, his lips were red, and his eyes were like deep ponds and deep wells.
He was neat on a horse, with a hint of dust and dust on his face.
“This is going to Tang Jing. If you take a short trip, you only need three days. There are no big towns along the way. It is a bit bumpy.”
“Time is rushing, or getting closer.”
One of the followers turned around and said to the purple man: “Master, if you want to prepare a carriage, you haven’t slept well for a few days.”
“No,” the man shook his head and said quietly, “Can there be news from Tang Jing?”
“After the girl defeated Zhan Ziyu in one fell swoop, the ruling and opposition parties calmed down. It is only a matter of the recent question about who is supporting the government, but it has nothing to do with the girl. It is the internal affairs of the Sui and Bian Tang dynasties.”
The man nodded and said, “Let’s go.”
The crowd followed him behind the board, splashing horseshoe and instantly disappearing on the ancient path of Yinyang. After a short while, he left the Xicheng Gate and walked along the secluded road.
After an hour, the imperial messenger entered the city of Yinyang and read the imperial decree of Chu Qiao as a beautiful royal family. Yin Yang City worshipped defensively, and then quickly returned to the mansion. The rich families of Xianyang began to prepare. Congratulations to the new master’s gift.
After a long time, it has already turned upside down and everything is gone.
Years are like a rush, between rushes, it is looming for ten years. Vaguely, it is no longer a coveted child in the past, nor a stubborn boy in the past. During the years, they have drawn a lot of boundaries, family hate, national hatred, love, war, subversion, displacement, life and death, two, After all, friendship and deficiencies are also on the scene, like the prosperous long-sleeved silk satin, no matter how to pull, cannot finish the lack of the thread.
The long wind blows from the far north of Yanbei, smashing through the vast expanse of the vast summer, blowing into the depths of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, slightly into the Song Dynasty, such as the brocade flowers, facing the vast sea of the extreme east, submerged in the white waves.
“The road has not gone to the end, maybe there will be other variables, are you afraid?”
“I’m not afraid.”
“Remember, I am waiting for you.”
The night is cold, the moonlight is shining, and all over the ancient road Hualin.
The memory of the warmth of the debris, after all, was washed away by the bloodless hurricane, the sword and the sword, and the happy and bright expectations and lead, but the facts are cold, the past expectations and the current situation are clear and distinct…
The horseshoes are rolling, staying up all night, and the long-lost Tangjing Ancient City is in sight.
CHAPTER 178 Jingshan Gamble
CHAPTER 179 Openness
CHAPTER 180 The bridal chamber candle
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