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Qi general Duan Sizhi fought Xilianghou Yu Junyi in a battle, and Xiliang was defeated. At that time, the situation was unparalleled, and the confrontation was resolved.

The flags of various colors fluttered in the wind, and the convoys of various countries stretched for dozens of miles on the official road.

General Duan Sizhi set up defenses in Beijing and went out before dawn.

The words he left are also very intriguing. He told Duan Changge, "Be careful in everything."

If Xiao Qiong wanted to make trouble, why didn't he just issue an order, just like what he did back then?

If he wants to solve it secretly, then the most dangerous person is Duan Changge, but he can't leave Duan Changge, because once Xiao Qiong calls her, she is not in Beijing, and Xiao Qiong's suspicion is confirmed there.

No matter which way you go, it's wrong.

The sun shone on his face, a little dazzling.

Duan Sizhi turned his head and closed his eyes slightly.

It was cold in spring, and the wind gave him a headache.

The wind stopped at noon.

Xiao Qiong Xuan Duan Ziyi, kneeling to sacrifice to heaven and earth.

Cong, Huang, Zhang, and Gui were buried in the ground by Xiao Heng in turn.

Xiao Qiong said in a loud voice: "The emperor is rich in earth, bless me Daqi."

All the ministers knelt down and got up and said, "Bless me Daqi."

Xiao Qiong walked to the ancestral temple, followed by all the ministers.

A group of foreign nobles were not qualified to watch the ceremony, and they all sheltered from the wind under their respective canopies.

Outside the ancestral temple, a hundred cavalrymen drew their swords out of their sheaths, shining coldly.

Outside of that, Duan Sizhi led another team to patrol the capital.

Inside the temple.

The ground is covered with nine feet of red silk, and the fat and wax are always bright.

Smoke slowly rises from the mouth of the strange beast furnace.

There are charcoal fires placed at the four corners, and they are covered with charcoal. In order to dispel the charcoal gas, a beautiful maid sprinkles a handful of gala incense into the brazier every quarter of an hour.

"Duan Qingju..."

He muttered to himself, word by word, as if he wanted to chew up these few and swallow them.

You said, don't lie to me.

He let go of his hand and looked at the palm of his hand that had been pressed out.

I believe you.

I will trust you one last time.

Whether Duan Changge is your daughter or not, I just pretend that nothing happened.

this is the last time.

After thinking about it, Xiao Qiong felt ridiculous again.

He always said it was the last time, and then believed again and again that he threw the documents of impeaching Duan Sizhi at the bottom of the box.

……

After dusk, when the ceremony was completed, Xiao Qiong came out from the ancestral temple.

The hundred guards guarded tightly around Xiao Qiong's canopy, with swords as a wall, looking at it in a dense manner.

"Your Majesty!" A courtier ran over in a panic. The stone steps were uneven. He also staggered and refused to be supported by others. When he saw Xiao Qiong, he knelt down in front of him and said in tears, "Something happened to the Second Highness." !"

It was actually Wang Taifu.

Xiao Qiong said: "What made Taifu Yan so flustered?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being an innocent teacher!" Yan Huo wept bitterly and knocked his head on the mountain again. Seeing this scene, several foreign nobles behind couldn't help discussing in a low voice.

Xiao Qiong frowned slightly and said, "Pull him up."

A few guards immediately pulled Yan Huo up from the ground, and blood and tears flowed down his face together, looking horrifying.

"Teacher Yan," said the Prime Minister at the right back of Xiao Qiong, "If you have something to say, just talk about it."

How long do we have to ask for such an apology?

Xiao Qiong said: "What Fan Qing said is very true. Speaking of Taifu, let's talk about what happened to King An."

His tone was as indifferent as if he wasn't his own son.

Yan Huo mournfully said: "King An...King An was injured by a rebel on his right leg, and he is already unconscious!"

This is a brief statement.

Xiao Qiong thought blankly.

The colder he was, the more indifferent he was, the more frightened Yan Huo was, and he was about to kneel down immediately.

Xiao Qiong said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Taifu Yan, come to my side."

Having reached the foot of the mountain, Yan Huo naturally drove with Xiao Qiong.

This kind of honor is usually something that he can't ask for, but now, he just wants to give it up to others, and he doesn't want to face Xiao Qiong's seemingly calm face at all.

"His Royal Highness King An had a dispute with others. His Highness had no attendants, and he was not speculative, so he was stabbed in the thigh by that daring maniac. Fortunately, someone found out and sent him to the hospital. When I found out, His Highness had already been sent back to the mansion. Before he woke up, the criminal knew that he had stabbed the prince, so he went to Dali Temple to surrender and is still under trial. Your Majesty," Yan Huo cried again, and said, "It's my negligence, please punish me!"

The inside and outside of the words are naturally innocent and worried, but they are all shirking responsibility. Xiao Qiong was upset when he heard it, and said: "Why does King An have a dispute with others?"

He knows his four sons, they are extremely unremarkable, mediocre, and timid, they are submissive on weekdays, they don't even dare to look up at him, and they get along peacefully with their brothers and sisters, how could they have disputes with others ?

Yan Huo shook his head and said, "I...I don't know."

His palms were full of sweat.

Don't let His Majesty know why.

Wang An was very depressed in his daily life. In the palace, he was bullied by His Highness Xiao Qiong, whom Xiao Qiong liked, and was teased by several sisters. Today, he was even more angry, thinking that Xiao Qiong was not there anyway, so there was no need to be wary of him suddenly asking questions about homework. For the first time, he boldly went to the wine shop.

There were a few rich kids in the restaurant, and he had a quarrel with them over a jar of 20-year-old bamboo leaf greens.

If it was placed before, he could have endured it, but today he was ridiculed, and after drinking, he felt that a ball of evil fire was burning more and more vigorously, so he pressed down on the wine jar.

Naturally, those rich kids didn't follow, they started fighting when they came and went.

There was one who didn't know who to do, and stabbed King An. After stabbing, he realized that it was the prince. He was persuaded by several companions and sent him to the hospital. He also went to Dali Temple to surrender.

However, Xiao Qiong puts great emphasis on offering sacrifices, and he needs to bathe and change clothes during sacrifices. Even if he can't go to the ancestral hall, he still has to devote himself to praying. He can only read scriptures and pray, let alone drink.

If he knew it, he could be regarded as the master's position.

"Who was on duty at that time?" Xiao Qiong asked.

Yan Huo said in a hoarse voice: "After the accident, the minister also went to the Ministry of War, it is..."

"who is it?"

Xiao Qiong's tone was a bit impatient.

"It's Shuai Duan." Yan Huo said immediately.

Xiao Qiong was holding an ebony fan in his hand, Yan Huo lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, only heard a click, and his whole body trembled even more.

"Duan Sizhi?" Xiao Qiong didn't believe it, he snorted and said, "Teacher Yan, do you know what it means to deceive the emperor?"

What he is most assured of is Duan Sizhi's work. If Duan Sizhi can make such mistakes, then Daqi, wouldn't there be no one available?

Yan Huo said: "I dare not. Your Majesty can go and check it himself."

Yes, he thought about it, it was Duan Sizhi.

He ordered it himself.

"Where is Duan Sizhi? Where are the others?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know?"

"It is said that Duan Shuai was not in the city early in the morning, so I don't know where he is."

Xiao Qiong smiled and said: "Teacher Yan said that I ordered him to be in charge of the defense of the capital, but he is not in the capital and his whereabouts are unknown?"

Yan Huo said in trepidation, "I dare not!"

Xiao Qiong said: "I see that you have nothing to dare." He took a sip of the teacup gracefully and swallowed it slowly, "Get lost," he said.

"roll!"

This time, the teacup was also dropped on the ground.

Yan Huo went out in fear.

Duan Sizhi led 5000 people to guard Beijing, but the commander was not in the city.

Xiao Qiong said coldly: "Yue Zijing."

The voice sounded from nowhere and said, "Your Majesty."

"Go to Duan Sizhi, if he is in the capital, he is already, if not." He threw the fan out and said: "Give this to him."

Jing picked up the fan for a moment.

He knew Xiao Qiong was really angry.

……

Yue Zilin wanted to buy candy, so naturally Duan Changge paid the bill.

Duan Changge has no objection, but she bought too much, and Duan Changge couldn't get enough.

She couldn't help but said: "You bought so much without illness, do you want to collect it as a dowry?"

Yue Zi smiled and said, "It's a betrothal gift."

"Oh?" She was a little surprised.

"It's for you, keep it." She counted the number of sugar bags, and took out two more bags, "This time it's right."

It's nice to say, but I don't want to take it.

Duan Changge didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Can the betrothal gift be returned?"

Yue Zilin said: "I say yes."

Staring at Duan Changge with dark eyes, Young Marshal Duan's head became hot, wishing that Yue Zilin would kill her, and she would give it to her without saying a word.

"It's fine if you don't have a disease." She said condescendingly.

Such a beautiful lady naturally had to be coaxed along with the pain.

"There's a sugar seller in front." Yue Zi said, he stuffed all the candy in his hand to Duan Changge, and happily went to the stall again.

"You wait for me."

"Hurry up." Yue Zilin really stopped and waited for her.

the reason is simple.

No money.

"Would you like to pinch one?" Duan Changge asked her.

Yue Zilin shook his head and said, "No."

"Why?"

Yue Zilin said: "I can't pinpoint how good-looking I am."

Duan Changge burst out laughing.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Duan Changge smiled and said, "No, no. That's right."

Yue Zilin picked out a pig without a neck from the stall and gave it to her.

"To someone?"

This was the first time that Yue Zilin gave her something other than the jade for self-defense, although it was with her money.

"correct."

Yue Zilin turned to the stall owner and said, "I want the rest."

"Ok?"

Duan Changge took a look at the pig in his hand, and then at the dozen or so delicate little people. It was her who gave it to her without hesitation.

Duan Changge laughed angrily.

Yue Zilin raised his chin, and Duan Changge took the money obediently.

The stall owner said with a smile: "The two girls are so harmonious, but sisters?"

Yue Zilin grabbed Duan Changge's hand and said as if showing off, "She is my wife."

Duan Shaoshuai was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and said, "Yes."

……

Jing still couldn't find Duan Sizhi, but Xiao Qiong did.

Feeling depressed, he went to the tea house to drink tea and enjoy the scenery, leaving all the entertainment to the prime minister.

Changing shifts in the evening, I don't know where Duan Sizhi is?he thinks.

But he didn't want to think about it immediately, because he saw it.

Duan Sizhi was with Xiao Yu who came to Beijing to report on his work.

The author has something to say: I just want to say a few words about bb:

The author is a high school student.

The author finishes class at 09:30 every day.

The author does not have a holiday on weekends, but once every twelve days.

The author needs to use tens of thousands of words in a day and a half.

If you haven't finished writing, you have to go to school to write, take your mobile phone, after ten o'clock, code until 11:30 or twelve o'clock.

The author gets up at 05:30 every day.

Why does the author want to bb these?Because the author has always felt that his articles were not stolen, and never set up guard against theft.

Baidu today, oh, I am ignorant.

I'm not in a very comfortable mood, so I added a few more bb words, sorry.

The anti-theft badge has been set up.

Thanks to Sifan, Tireless, and the pastoral little angels for their mines.

Thanks to Zhao Niannian and oyy for dyeing the little angel's grenade.

Thanks to all the little cuties who bought the original version and supported the author, because of you, I can persist until now.

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