Reborn Consort Hearing Order[GL]

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After the blood stopped, Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that he couldn't die.Song Zhi thanked Bing Cao Yushi, and then asked him to bury the two Hu Benlang monuments, and Bing Cao Yushi did so.After Huben Lang's body was buried, Song Zhi personally took a load of soil and sprinkled it on the grave.

After the scribbled worship, Song Zhi silently climbed onto the horse, and was surrounded by soldiers Cao Chuanshi and headed towards Wancheng.Now the Hu Benlang who escorted her died, this matter has to be reported to the palace, I'm afraid she should attract attention in the court.

Let’s not discuss this matter for now, just say that Song Zhi was robbed and killed by thieves in Yingchuan, and after the two Hu Benlang who escorted Song Zhi died, the court got the news the next day.Princess Xianning kept silent, and the emperor kept the memorial, but only told the people along the road to make good contacts, and there was no other word.

When it was snowing in Luoyang, the emperor's illness came and went. Princess Xianning stayed in the palace for a day and a night. While reading the memorial to him, she also checked whether the new Taifu had taught the prince to repair.

It had been snowing all day, and the palace staff quickly cleared away the snow from the steps and the atrium. Princess Xianning stood on the porch, looking up at the snowflakes falling indistinctly. At the corner of the eaves, there was a frosty chi kiss in trance, and his mind had already flown from Luoyang to the south.

She came back to her senses, rubbed her brows tiredly, told someone to wait for the emperor to wake up and tell him she was gone, shook her sleeves, and buried her head in the snow, BB immediately followed with an umbrella, and the two walked along The city wall with traces of time disappeared in the palace road until it left the palace gate.

Princess Xianning got into the carriage and sat with her eyes closed to rest her mind.She thought about the high-spirited appearance of the general when he accepted the gift and honor, the high-spirited appearance when he went to court, and the indifferent and playful expressions of those aristocratic families when they copied the Song family, and finally the faces of the emperor and prince Xiu.She suddenly opened her eyes, clenched her hands, her face turned slightly pale, and muttered to herself: "Since you want me to retreat in spite of difficulties, then do as you wish..."

The carriage stopped at the gate of Princess Xianning's mansion, Princess Xianning got out of the car, walked towards the mansion, and after walking a few steps, she saw Yu Du standing with hands folded, waiting for her to come back.

She walked over, stared at Yu Du intently, and said in a cold tone, "How many people?"

"Seven." Yu Du rolled up his sleeves and lowered his eyebrows.

"Very good." Princess Xianning sneered, "Those who have the guts to pull out the palace will have the ability to go further. Is it true that His Majesty is deaf and dazzled? A bunch of lifeless things!"

"The princess is right."

"I will see what tricks they can play. Are you ready?"

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the princess' order!"

Princess Xianning looked at Yu Du coldly with her hands behind her back, her eyes seemed to freeze instantly, and she fell into desolation without a single blade of grass.

"The person who notified the White Clothes Order will report to the palace only when the son-in-law arrives in Xiangyang."

"Here!"

In the winter of the fourth year of Zhengping, in mid-December, the Son of Heaven would hunt in the north of Luoyang. The general and Princess Xianning had an occasional dispute. An assassin sneaked into the paddock and shot Princess Xianning with a bow and arrow. Princess Xianning was wounded. Princess Xianning caught an assassin and threatened him with torture. , the assassin said that the general took private revenge, and committed suicide after saying that.

The emperor was furious, and the general wrote a letter pleading for forgiveness. Princess Xianning smiled and said, "This is the general's strategy of 'retreating to advance'! In order to avoid the disaster, you can't follow it." So three days of memorials piled up like snow Flying to the case of the emperor, the impeachment of the general and the crime of killing the king are serious. The general wrote a letter and asked to be dismissed. The emperor followed him and was demoted to the general of the chariot. !” I hate Princess Xianning even more.

A few days later, General Chaqi impeached Princess Xianning as a wife for interfering with government, and listed dozens of crimes. Chaotang also.General Cheqi told the emperor about it, and the emperor issued a document angrily to capture Princess Xianning and return him to the mansion. After a month or so, he was dismissed, and General Cheqi was given the post of General, and the general won in the end.

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Chapter 41 The Strange Dressed Woman

Under the chaos of the imperial court, Song Zhi was escorted by Yingchuan prefect's soldier Cao Yushi to Wancheng. Without much delay, the Wancheng prefect who was handed over sent someone to Xiangyang by car and officially entered Chu.There were no dangers along the way, except for the time when the soldier Cao Chuanshi came to rescue her, the rest of the time was very safe.Even if she meets some thieves by chance, the other party will hide away because she is escorted by the officers and soldiers, not daring to offend her.

Such a massive team escorting exiles is rare in history.The soldier Cao Shushi went to Wancheng and handed her over to the prefect of Wancheng, and then returned to his command without any delay.Song Zhi sat in a dilapidated carriage and was taken to Xiangyang by the officers and soldiers of Wancheng and left there. However, the prefect of Xiangyang had no interest in her at all, and even sent someone to detain her in Jiangling.

Standing in the bustling city of Xiangyang, Song Zhi wandered around leisurely without anyone caring.She honestly ate at the restaurant with the most people in Xiangyang City. After staying for a whole day, the prefect of Xiangyang still didn't come.

So she went to the cloth shop to buy a whole set of clothes, took a shower at the post station, and slept all night, but still no one came.Song Zhi made a judgment on this strange situation: "Does the Xiangyang prefect really not want to send someone to escort her to Jiangling for exile?"

On the first day, the prefect of Xiangyang probably didn't know she was coming.

The next day, the prefect of Xiangyang may be busy and have no time.

On the third day, the prefect of Xiangyang passed by the street slowly in his cart, without looking at Song Zhi, but Song Zhi's clothes were splashed wet by the accumulated water that his cart ran over the ground.

On the fourth day, the prefect of Xiangyang finally remembered that there was such a person as Song Zhi, and told the petty official of the prefect's mansion, asking her why she didn't go to Jiangling, and whether she had lingered in Xiangyang.The little official flatteringly said that it must be, the government has managed Xiangyang so well that those who are not virtuous can't help but feel ashamed and want to bathe in the breath of freedom.The Xiangyang prefect waved her hand and told her to leave.

On the fifth day, after Song Zhi was sure that he really wanted to go to Xiangyang, he ate a good meal calmly, bought a woman's attire, changed back to a girl's attire, and brought the package to ask someone to ask On the way to Jiangling, hire a carriage to report to Jiangling.

There is no way, the prefect of Xiangyang refused to let her be escorted and let her go voluntarily. Could it be that she ran to the prefect's mansion in a brainless manner, and begged the prefect of Xiangyang with snot and tears: "My lord! I really can't bear it." This unrestrained indulgence loves freedom! Please find some soldiers to put me in shackles and take a small leather whip to force me to go to Jiangling!"

If she wasn't sick, she usually wouldn't do that.It's just that it's not very safe without an escort after all, so she wisely changed back into women's clothes, and when it was almost at Jiangling, she could find a small forest and change her clothes back when it was dark.

Song Zhi was sitting on the carriage, looking at the scenery in the south where there was no snowflakes but only plum blossoms. In his memory, there was still a big difference from his previous life.The carriage swayed, and soon she regained her strength, leaned against the carriage, and fell asleep with her eyes closed in a daze.

She dreamed that two tigers were chatting and laughing with her, and suddenly the head of the tall one fell off, and blood sprayed all over the ground, turbulently forming a river.She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she trembled. Turning her head, the short Huben Lang looked at her with a desolate expression, holding a bloody heart, and silently opened his mouth to her, calling for help.

She raised the knife again, and in front of her were dozens of vicious bandits. These bandits rushed towards her. She raised the knife and slashed at the bandits. Every time she dropped a knife, blood splashed on her body. .More and more people rushed forward, trying to kill her. Her wound was bleeding, and her strength was almost drained.

A long halberd came towards her, she stared blankly, unable to move.The knife fell from her forehead, cutting open her skin, and the blood rolled down her cheek and fell to the ground.A sword was handed over, separated the halberd, cut the halberd in half with the backhand, and cut the halberd in half by the way.When she watched the woman in the black skirt fighting bravely in front of her, she felt very familiar.

Who is this guy?She thought about it, but couldn't say it.She couldn't speak, couldn't move her body, she could only watch silently as the woman's sword harvested the head of the gangster, one sword at a time, cleanly and without delay.