King's man

Winter is getting deeper and the year is getting closer.The palace people are getting busy day by day.Not only did they have to prepare for the New Year's expenses, but they also had another important event - to entertain Princess Yongping and the special envoy from Nan'an Kingdom she brought.The latter is decidedly more unusual.The emperor personally ordered the refurbishment of the Qionglu Garden where the princess lived since she was a child.

During this time, Qingping was also very busy.He was busy going to Yu Fengyuan every day to practice dancing with Chu Xi.The Luoying Pavilion next to the garden was built by the emperor for Chu Xi.The roof of Luoying Pavilion is made of crystal, with glazed mirrors on all sides, and the white enamel floor is covered with a layer of ankle-deep water. When the sunlight shines through the crystal, casts on the glass, and reflects on the water, the room feels like floating. The shattered rainbow, like the colorful flying red, is very beautiful bit by bit, with shining light and shadow.This is where the name of Luoying Pavilion comes from.It's cold in winter, the maid must have changed the water to warmer first, and then Qingping went in to test the temperature before Chuxi retreated and walked in tights.For a moment, the water smoke is transpiring, as if in a fairyland.The two people reflected in the mirror had blushing cheeks steamed by mist.The sound of silk and bamboo sounds was crisp at first, and then lingering with the rising water mist. □□'s feet were lifted slightly, and then gently submerged in the water, and the slender ankles were gently caressed by the water surface.Chuxi next to her was so petite and weak, her slender waist seemed to fit in her hands, and Qingping was always cautious.The body dances with the music, the water flows with the dance, and the light and shadow float with the water.Gradually, it was like entering a no-man's land.There was a feeling of flying with the music, at that moment Qingping felt as if she could fly away with one hand, soaring through the sky.

The messenger sent news that Princess Yongping and her party were delayed by the rain in Jiangshi, and now they are traveling all day and night to arrive in Yidu before the year.Yang Xian immediately sent General Murong with 2000 troops to meet him.Finally, five days before the new year, Yang Xian personally received Princess Yongping, who was also the queen of Nan'an Kingdom, at the bank of Nanhe Pond in the south of the city.The sedan door was opened, and Yang Qiong saw Yang Xian on horseback and the officials lined up behind him, this was a national courtesy.

The car door was opened, and Qingping saw the woman sitting inside, dressed in gorgeous clothes and exquisite makeup.The hair bun is high, embellished with gold hairpins and jade, pink lips, thin and long eyebrows, and sharp eyes, and the corners of her eyes are sharp, making the whole appearance quite majestic.

"How is Emperor An De?" Yang Xian rode forward to greet him.

"The king is very good. He is generous and kind. He thought that I had been in the country for many years and was homesick, so he allowed me to come back to visit my relatives. He also thought that since Emperor Xihe ascended the throne, the country of Zhongping has been peaceful and the people are safe, and he has envoys from Nan'an come to learn from it." .”

"The queen and all the ministers are traveling all the way, I will definitely treat them well!"

Then Yang Xian got off his horse and approached, helping Yang Qiong get off the sedan chair as his elder brother.Yang Qiong put his right hand on Yang Xian's arm, and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, Brother Huang looks more dignified and majestic!" Saying so, her tone was frivolous and almost teasing, and she looked at him slantingly, thinking of the timid man back then. The young man who was born silent could not help but raise the corners of his lips, outlining a beautiful arc.

After hearing this, Yang Xian didn't mind her sarcasm, and still said kindly: "I also remember the appearance of the imperial sister back then. She was noble and bright at a young age, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her." In fact, Princess Yongping is beautiful now. Still, and more luxurious.

After hearing this, Yang Qiong stopped arguing with him and looked up at the troops in the brigade. Behind Yang Xian's horse stood a young man in blue and brocade clothes. Chenhua, with a handsome expression, is born with a charming and romantic attitude.Yang Qiong thought that he must be the actor that everyone passed on, and he did have some looks.However, it is a play after all.Yang Qiong deliberately turned a blind eye to him, and said bluntly, "I heard that Brother Huang has recruited a beautiful man by his side, can you bring him today, let us open our eyes?"

Yang Xian did not expect that Princess Yongping would not only remain as arrogant as she was back then, but would still disregard etiquette in public after becoming a country, embarrassing him.He glanced at Qingping, but saw that his face was flushed with embarrassment.I knew it earlier, but I didn't bring him here.Yang Xian sighed in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Princess is in Zhongping Kingdom, and she still pays so much attention to our country. I am very pleased. The imperial sister is running all the way, let me escort the imperial sister back to the palace first!"

A group of people mighty.It was late in the evening before returning to the palace.

Princess Yongping Yang Qiong sat in a soft sedan chair with anticipation and anxiety, and was carried through the Qiankun Gate.Yang Qiong opened the sedan chair curtain with his left hand, and looked up at the heavy and solemn palace gate, as if the palace gate was closing slowly, as if his heart was sinking with the palace gate closing, as if the heavy palace gate was pressing on his body, and he couldn't get through it. gas.Wasn't that how he was carried out of the palace that day?The sound of gongs and drums was loud, and the sedan chair moved step by step very fast, too fast to see the flowers on the roadside clearly, and too fast to take another look at the Yongguang Palace that was born and raised.The country is at war with Xixiong.Father Huang said that Xixiong Kingdom cannot be united with Zhongping Kingdom, otherwise the country will be in danger.She still doesn't want to.Isn't it the generals and soldiers who fight?Isn't the leader the prince?Isn't it the envoy to negotiate a peace?How can the country's security require her to be supported by a woman?With trembling hands, the father picked up the Xipa she had thrown away in a fit of temper.At that moment, she saw her father's white hair.She knew that no matter how much her father loved her, this time, he would not let her go.She is irreparable.She stopped making trouble, but the tears couldn't stop flowing out.A word from her father was her whole life.

Before leaving, the mother and concubine gave her the jade pendant she was wearing, a piece of white marble, the body of the jade is transparent, crystal clear and round.six years.Everything seems to have happened yesterday.Yang Qiong took out the piece of jade from her waist, it was shiny white and warm.In the past six years, how many times has her hand rubbed on this piece of jade, is the jade smoother?In the past six years, how many times did her tears fall from this piece of jade, is the jade more moist?No, she is not that princess anymore, not so vulnerable anymore.In a palace, everything has its purpose, even tears.

When Yang Qiong got off the sedan chair, a court lady led the way and took her to Qiongyu Garden.Yang Qiong glanced at the plaque at the door, and the three big characters "Qiong Yuyuan" clearly fell in front of her eyes, and the words were lonely under the dim light of the lantern.So familiar handwriting, I have seen it countless times, and I have ignored it countless times.In the past, every time I went in without raising my head, the nanny and concubine mother were there.Yang Qiong stepped over the threshold and walked in. The courtyard was brightly lit, and several crystal palace lanterns were hung under the eaves one by one. More than a dozen court ladies bowed to her in the courtyard. Most of them were young girls in their twenties. Long, with a little gray hair on the sideburns.Yang Qiong was wondering in her heart, she took another look at the palace maid and felt very familiar, "Mama Su?" She was in a trance for a while.But seeing the maid raised her head in response, "Princess!" She was a little flustered, paused, and then said, "My lady Jin'an! My lady still remembers my old body, I am very happy." My lady, hearing her shout like this, Yang Qiong almost I thought my concubine was right next to me.She had always called her concubine mother like this before, concubine Duan.But now, it's her. "Zimo, help Mama Su get up!" Yang Qiong commanded, she could see that her wet nurse had a lot to say to her, but she got up and approached her, and only said briefly, "Your Majesty is running around all the way, go in and rest early." .” Yang Qiong nodded and entered the hall, feeling extremely tired.

The palace maid Zimo who was always by Yang Qiong's side served her dinner and then hurriedly went to bed.Yang Qiong was exhausted from driving for several days, and was extremely sleepy at first. She was lying on the bed she was used to sleeping in before, the brocade quilt was warm and comfortable, her body was soft, her eyelids were so sore that she couldn't open them, but she was full of thoughts.I couldn't sleep for a while.After all, I couldn't get through it, and fell asleep vaguely, having a dream all night.

The next day, Yang Qiongyou woke up and looked out the window. It was the familiar crabapple tree. The sun was shining, and the branches of the first branch were shining white.The mother and concubine said that the tree was planted by the window by the emperor himself when she was born.The mother concubine also said that she is gluttonous, because she likes to eat hibiscus cake the most, and she always eats a piece every day when she wakes up and washes up.The crispy sweet taste gushed out of the mouth again, with a fragrance.The concubine mother prepared the pastry and waited for her to get up in the main hall. She stretched lazily, and a section of white jade arm came out from the quilt. The warm arm immediately felt the cold of winter, and she held it again. Putting it back into the brocade quilt, the quilt was warm and comfortable, she closed her eyes again, reluctant to get up, she would not get dressed until the concubine mother came over to call her in person.Thinking about it, Yang Qiong couldn't help but smile, as if she was still that twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.

In an instant, the smile disappeared suddenly, and the brows slowly frowned.These years in Nan'an were like a nightmare, she really hoped it was a dream.An Dehuang's aging face appeared in front of her again. Whenever she sat next to him, she felt uncomfortable. If she got closer, she could see that his whole body was trembling due to aging. It kept purring like a cat.The rotting sound, that bored her.The old man is nearly 70 years old, with gray hair, wrinkled face, loose eyelids, covering half of his eyes, but when he looks up at you, his eyes are still serious and sharp, as if he can see through you at a glance.She had to be extra cautious in front of him, and tried her best to restrain her revulsion towards him from the bottom of her heart.Hadn't he lived too long?Even his son, King Anzheng, thought so.He has lived too long, but even though he is old, his body is still so healthy, his fate is too cruel, and he always refuses to let her be at ease.There was also that annoying concubine Rong who always pretended to be cowardly in order to win the emperor's favor.She is too lazy to argue with the old man's love and affection!When she thought that she was still the old man's queen, her heart couldn't help trembling.Originally, she should have recruited a good son-in-law in the country to live a more comfortable life, if she hadn't been forced to marry to Nan'an.Hateful.

Yang Qiong got up in a hurry, and when she was dressed up, she calmed down a little.She looked at the palace from the glazed mirror, tassels, mandarin curtains, bead curtains, and screen windows. All the decorations were the same as when she lived in the past. Mother Su brought the hibiscus cake she loved since she was a child and waited aside.For a moment, her heart softened, and tears almost flowed out.She stared into her eyes tightly, remembering who made you do this.His eyes returned to coldness. "Has Mother Su been in Qiongyu Garden?"

The old maid who was called Madam Su looked up at her, then lowered her gaze, and said "yes" in her mouth, but her gaze was evasive.

"You all go down!" Yang Qiong ordered the surrounding maids, and they responded. "Now there is no one else, you just talk straight." It was still talking to the old maid Su Qi.Su Qi has been in Qiongyu Garden since she entered the palace. Concubine Duan was favored back then, and she was well off to everyone in the palace.Moreover, Su Qi is also the princess' nurse, so she has a strong affection for them.At this time, he recounted the events of these years in detail, from Yang He's murder to Concubine Duan's suicide.When Yang Qiong heard this, tears welled up in her eyes, but her expression became more determined, "I won't let them go so wronged!"

For the next few days, Yang Qiong's schedule was very full. The first afternoon was a competition, the second night was a grand welcome banquet, and then it was very lively to catch up with the New Year.

In the competition field, Yang Xian, all the ministers, Yang Qiong and Nan'an's envoys were all sitting in the stands.Under the stage, firstly, there was an archery competition. Zhong Pingguo's three arrows hit two of the bull's-eyes, one arrow was slightly off, and the first arrow was in the ring;Yang Qiong couldn't help showing complacency on his face.The second event is a riding competition. Both sides are excellent generals. They ride horses to meet the enemy.The last item was close-up and shirtless. Nan'an Guo walked out of a middle-aged man with an inconspicuous appearance and a small stature. He stood there steadily, holding a sword in his hand, with a calm expression.Yang Qiong smiled again, as if he had already made up his mind.She turned her head and said to Yang Xian: "This is Nangong He, the Zhenyuan General of my Nan'an Kingdom. The generals of Zhongping Kingdom are all old!" Originally, the leader of the Imperial Forest Army was arranged to deal with the third item. Going forward eagerly, Murong Su stood up suddenly: "Your Majesty, I ask Rong Chen to deal with this." Yang Xian glanced at him and saw that he was not tall, but his face was stern and handsome.I thought that it was rumored that Murong Su, the son of the old general Murong, was highly skilled in martial arts, brave and resourceful, but his personality was aloof.There is always some basis for the rumors, and today he volunteered, let him try.Then he nodded in agreement.

Murong Su walked over with a thin sword.Everyone looked at the two people in the middle of the competition field, they were not tall, and they both wielded swords, but their appearances were completely different.The drum sounded, and the two greeted each other. Nangong He still stood steadily, motionless as a mountain, only holding the sword tighter in his hand, ready to draw the sword out of its sheath at any time.Murong Su took a look at the opponent's sword, and forced it with the thin sword first.Nangong He also raised his sword to block.Murong Su's figure was quite light and graceful. He attacked from left to right, but Nangong He defended properly and had no openings.For a moment Nangong He turned from defense to offense, and Murong Su retreated step by step.Everyone watched nervously, but seeing the two move faster and faster, suddenly, before everyone understood what was going on, Murong Su's left arm was cut, and bright red blood seeped through his clothes immediately.Qingping sighed unconsciously and gasped.Yang Qiong clapped her hands and shouted "Okay!", then turned her head to look at Yang Xian with a bright smile.Yang Xian didn't notice these two people. He drank his glass of wine, put it down, and looked at the contest with a gloomy expression.At this moment, Nangong He raised his hands and bowed, "I lost." Murong Su clasped his hands together, then turned and left without saying a word.

Yang Qiong was stunned for a moment, she clearly saw Murong Su being stabbed, she didn't understand why Nangong He gave up.She glared at Nangong He and left.At this time, an envoy behind her came to her ear and explained, "It is true that General Nangong lost. The kid first stabbed the general's throat with his sword. This move was too dangerous. He stopped in time and was arrested." The general took the opportunity to stab him. Otherwise, the boy was only injured in his arm, and the general might lose his life." Yang Qiong was silent.Yang Xian nodded.