Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

Li Qingxun quickly took action.

The fifty or so people in the marriage team all became sharp "blades" in her hands. Li Qingxun gradually conquered the surrounding barbarian tribes, trained soldiers, manufactured weapons, and expanded the territory.

A team gradually grew stronger.

In less than five years, she conquered nearly a hundred tribes and established herself as a king. After her strength stabilized, she began to attack the Yelang Kingdom. Relying on powerful military force and public opinion tactics, the decadent Yelang Kingdom dynasty finally collapsed and was incorporated into her territory.

Li Qingxun personally led his army into the imperial capital of Yelang Kingdom and met the white-haired emperor of Yelang Kingdom.

What’s the point of marrying into Yelang Kingdom?

It would be better to attack Yelang Kingdom instead.

The old emperor cursed at Li Qingxun, and Li Qingxun raised his sword and killed the old emperor. Li Qingxun ascended the throne and a new Southern Chu Kingdom was born.

After the establishment of the Southern Chu Kingdom, Li Qingxun went on expeditions and Zhang Hean took care of the internal affairs for her. The two of them joined forces, and within two years, the situation in Southern Chu was completely stabilized.

The territory of Southern Chu also expanded to the border of Qing State, and the two countries were separated by only a body of water.

At this time, the emperor of Qing Kingdom was the former third prince Li Ang.

When Li Ang learned that Li Qingxun had ascended the throne, he was so shocked that he was speechless. He could never have imagined that his sixth sister had such great abilities and ambitions.

In addition to being shocked, Li Ang could not help but start to worry. Back then, Qing State sent her to marry Li Qingxun, and maybe Li Qingxun was full of resentment. If she decided to attack Qing State, the war would start again.

After much thought, Li Ang wrote a letter to Li Qingxun, subtly probing her thoughts.

At this time, the situation in Nanchu had completely stabilized. Li Qingxun stopped fighting everywhere and shifted her attention to mining. After receiving the letter from Qingguo, she returned to the palace at night to discuss with Zhang Hean.

Li Qingxun asked: "Does he think I want to attack Qing?"

Zhang Hean combed her hair and said, "Axun, do you want to attack Qing Kingdom?"

Li Qingxun thought for a while and shook his head regretfully: "Qing is a stable country with strong soldiers and horses, and its people live and work in peace and contentment. Qing and Yue have a close relationship. If I force my troops to go, the probability of winning is very low."

It’s better not to fight.

She is a peace-loving person.

"Ouch, massage my shoulders again." Li Qingxun moved her shoulders and neck. Maybe because she had been away from home for many years in recent years, her physical condition was gradually not as good as before.

Zhang Hean massaged her shoulders patiently.

The lights in Changle Palace were bright and the night was quiet. In the spring nights, you could hear the chirping of insects. Li Qingxun looked at Zhang Hean in the silver mirror. It had been almost ten years, but Zhang Hean's appearance had not diminished at all, just like the wine brewed over the years, becoming more mellow.

She felt itchy when she saw it.

She turned around, hooked her arms around Zhang Hean's slender neck and kissed him, then naturally changed the location and returned to the bed to make love.

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...

More than half a year later, Li Qingxun wrote a letter to the emperors of Qing and Yue, sincerely inviting them to attend the "Meeting of the Leaders of the Three Kingdoms and Trade Conference."

Southern Chu was rich in products, including abundant gold, silver, and gemstones; Qing had developed commerce and high grain output; Yue had abundant cotton and a developed animal husbandry.

Li Qingxun has recently been trying to make instruments, which requires a lot of materials from Qing and Yue. The best way to obtain materials is to open trade with the emperors of the two countries.

The letter of credence was sent out.

Tuoba Yu of Yue and Li Ang of Qing both sent letters back, expressing their willingness to accept. Now the three countries are in a state of tripartite confrontation, and peace is the only long-term solution.

The meeting place was set in a small place called Mingzhou. This place was considered the border of the three kingdoms and there was no county government to manage it. The emperor of the three kingdoms was about to arrive here, and the soldiers were stationed there early to ensure the emperor's safety.

Ten years later, Li Qingxun met Li Ang and Tuoba Yu again.

She smiled and greeted Li Ang: "Third brother, how are you?"

Li Ang was both surprised and alert.

With mixed feelings, he finally smiled kindly: "Sixth sister, how are you?"

Tuoba Yu looked at Li Qingxun.

They met twice in Liangzhou City. At that time, Li Qingxun was young and immature, riding a horse on the street, and she would start poems about her concern for the country and the people. Li Qingxun rejected his proposal. She did not rely on men, she wanted to be the king herself.

Tuoba Yu felt a little regretful.

The three emperors were all ambitious and not cowardly. After three days of discussion, the alliance was finalized.

At night, a grand celebration dinner began, and the emperors of the Three Kingdoms sat down. Li Ang saw Zhang Hean, whom he had not seen for many years.

Zhang Hean sat next to Li Qingxun, who had drunk a lot of wine. Zhang Hean silently replaced the wine with sobering tea. Li Ang was amazed at Zhang Hean's behavior.

There were many rumors outside, saying that the Queen of Southern Chu forced Prime Minister Zhang of Qing to marry her and trapped him in the Southern Chu harem.

But Li Ang understands Zhang Hean.

No one can force him.

Zhang Hean was willing to stay with Li Qingxun.

After the banquet, Li Qingxun was already drunk. She burped and said to Tuoba Yu and Li Ang who were not far away: "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you..."

Tuoba Yu and Li Ang stopped.

Li Qingxun drunkenly said: "My Nanchu harem is empty. If you two are interested, you can enter my harem, and I will not treat you unfairly... hehe. Zhang Hean, that bastard, for not allowing me to find a young master, humph, not only do I want to find one, I also want to take the emperor of another country as my concubine... hehe."

Tuobayu:...

Li Ang: ...

Tuoba Yu looked at Li Qingxun. To be honest, if he were not the emperor, he might really agree to Li Qingxun's proposal. After all, there are thousands of women in the world, and a special woman like Li Qingxun is rare.

Zhang Hean's face was as cold as frost as he supported the drunk Li Qingxun away.

When Li Qingxun woke up the next day, she felt a splitting headache. The hangover made her brain feel very uncomfortable. She pressed her temples irritably and shouted habitually: "Zhang Hean, I want to drink some hot water."

After shouting several times, there was no sound of Zhang Hean.

Instead, a clever maid came in with a cup of hot water and brought it to the bedside: "Your Majesty, the hot water is here."

Li Qingxun wondered: "Where is Zhang Hean?"

The maid lowered her head and answered in a low voice: "He sent you back to your room to rest last night, and then went back to the study alone."

Li Qingxun was confused.

In the past, the two of them always slept on the same bed and could see each other's faces in the morning. Today, the sun rose from the west, and Zhang Hean actually went to sleep in the study?

Li Qingxun has a carefree personality and didn't think much about it. He just thought that Zhang Hean was busy with something.

She finished drinking the hot water and started eating breakfast.

After a hearty meal, Li Qingxun sent people to count the troops and prepare to return to Nanchu tomorrow. When it was dark, Zhang Hean still did not show up, and Li Qingxun gradually realized that something was wrong.

She went to the study to find Zhang Hean.

In the study, Zhang Hean was wearing a crimson robe, with his black hair half tied up with a wooden hairpin. Under the bright candlelight, Zhang Hean was holding a brush and writing on rice paper.

The incense in the copper furnace is elegant.

Li Qingxun leaned against the pillar of the study and felt that Zhang Hean was like a painting.

It is durable and good looking.

Li Qingxun cleared his throat and walked to the desk: "What are you busy with today?"

Zhang Hean paused in his writing and slowly raised his head. His obsidian black eyes concealed a sadness that Li Qingxun could not understand.

Li Qingxun's heart felt as if it was stabbed lightly by a knife.

She asked, "Don't look at me like that... Oh, what happened? Or did Qingguo force you to go back?"

Zhang Hean shook his head slowly.

He put down his brush and suddenly asked Li Qingxun in a very soft voice: "Ah Xun, are you tired of me?"

Li Qingxun was stunned.

She came close to Zhang Hean and wondered, "Stop talking nonsense. When did I get tired of you? Oh, Zhang Hean, don't look at me like that. It makes me look like a heartless person."

Zhang Hean lowered his eyes.

He looked very aggrieved and sad, like a poor man who risked his life for love but was cruelly abandoned by his true love.

Li Qingxun racked her brains and began to recall what she had done wrong in the past few days that caused Zhang Hean to have such wild thoughts. After thinking about it, Li Qingxun suddenly remembered her memory of being drunk last night.

She was drunk and seemed to want to take the Emperor of Yue and the Emperor of Qing as her concubines...

Li Qingxun cursed secretly.

Drinking mistake!

She held Zhang Hean's hand and tried to persuade him: "Don't think too much, I was just talking nonsense! How can you take what you say when you are drunk seriously? Besides, Tuoba Yu and Li Ang are both in their thirties, old and ugly. How can I like old bacon?"

Zhang Hean said: "I am also thirty-five this year."

Li Qingxun's head twitched. She really didn't know how to comfort a jealous man. She could only pull Zhang Hean's sleeve and said dryly, "That's not what I meant! Zhang Hean, be normal! Don't try to act pitiful. I won't fall for it."

Zhang Hean pulled open his sleeves: "Then go find a younger boy."

The tone sounded more like that of a complaining woman.

Li Qingxun:...

Li Qingxun couldn't think of a solution, so she simply grabbed Zhang Hean's collar and covered his mouth.

Zhang Hean put his arm around her waist and responded slowly.

Soon, the study became a battlefield, and the candles in the palace lanterns burned until late at night.

When a couple quarrels, they often make up at the foot of the bed. This saying has been true since ancient times.

On the way back to Nanchu the next day, Li Qingxun lay in the carriage with sore body, and Zhang Hean patiently massaged her waist and legs. Li Qingxun realized it later, and she raised her eyelids: "Were you pretending to be pitiful last night?"

Zhang Hean gave her a massage, hiding the smile on his face: "No."

The carriage continued south.

Zhang Hean held Li Qingxun's hand and whispered, "Xun, promise me that you will never leave me, okay?"

Li Qingxun narrowed his eyes: "It depends on fate. Maybe I will die before you."

...

Li Qingxun's casual words turned out to be a prophecy.

Soon after returning to Nanchu, Li Qingxun suddenly developed a serious illness. In her early years, she fought in the barbarian tribes and inhaled poisonous miasma in the mountains for many years. The toxins accumulated in her body and began to erupt after she turned 30.

Li Qingxun's health began to weaken.

Li Qingxun didn't really care about life and death. Everyone would die, and she was no exception.

Maybe she's lucky and can return to the modern era after her death.

After establishing Nanchu, Li Qingxun began to develop oil and other materials in Nanchu, trying to establish modern civilization in the feudal dynasty. Unfortunately, the productivity was too backward, and although she had modern knowledge, she couldn't even make the most common plastic bags.

Li Qingxun calmly prepared for his own funeral, but Zhang Hean's paranoia and madness began to show.

He couldn't accept Li Qingxun's departure, and he tried every means to save her.

Zhang Hean has tried all possible methods, including praying to gods and Buddhas, fortune-telling, and seeking immortals and medicine.

But Li Qingxun still gradually withered away.

She died of illness at the age of thirty-five.

The whole country mourned.