Ghosts are not evil

There are seven star kings under the seat of Emperor Ziwei in the North Pole, and the common people's karmic debts are full. The star king Wuqu of Kaiyang Palace is ordered by the emperor to go down to the world to experience disasters for the common people.

In the sixth year of Bian Huigong, the eldest daughter of Bian Gong was born in Yiqu's family after the country, and Huang came out of Qinling.

In the seventh year of Bian Huigong, Zhu Yuncheng, an official in charge of Li Nei, got the eldest son, named Qingchi, and his mother, Shen, named Wuyu.

On the fifth day of April in the 12th year of Bian Huigong, Wang Ji came to Zhufu with Biangong, and Zhu Yuncheng allowed the man in the mansion to teach poetry and books to his son for a day off.

In the antechamber where the Duke and the Minister were discussing affairs, Ji Bian and her maid sat in the gazebo in the backyard of the Zhufu, feeling very bored.

The husband got a day off, but Zhu Yuncheng didn't allow Zhu Qingchi to have fun, and only let him go to the backyard to meditate, saying it was to cultivate his mind.

Bian Ji dismissed her maidservant and lifted her skirt out of the pavilion, and walked to the lake, where the koi carp shuttled back and forth in the lake, sparkling and beautiful.

Zhu Qingchi sat under the tree and listened to the cicadas, it was very noisy, but it was even more silent in the courtyard.

Song Qinghuang stepped on a stone, looked down at it, bent over to pick it up and threw it towards the lake, the small stone fell straight into the lake, Wang Ji pursed her mouth and was not very happy.

Zhu Qingchi heard the very clear sound of splashing water, thinking that there was someone in the yard, and couldn't sit still any longer, got up and walked around the rockery, watching silently.

Song Qinghuang picked up a smaller stone and wanted to try again, Zhu Qingchi saw that she was trying to hit the water, but her posture was wrong, so she stopped it: "That's not how the water floats."

Song Qinghuang paused, turned around to look at Zhu Qingchi, she was of average age, her father-in-law mentioned that Zhu Nei Li had a son, one year younger than herself, and she was pregnant in the concubine.

Song Qinghuang looked at his clothes and demeanor, they were dignified and elegant, although he was still young, he was also as beautiful as uncut jade, knowing that he was the son of the mansion, he curled his lips: "Then how do you fight?"

Zhu Qingchi listened to the servants in the mansion talk about this Wang Ji, and they all said that she was a master who could not be subdued. When I saw her today, it was as expected.

Young Master Bamboo leaned over to pick up a flat stone, held it between his fingers, leaned back slightly, and threw it in a swirl. Throwing, with a smile hidden in his eyes, he asked her without changing his face: "See clearly?" He threw the stone to her: "Try."

Song Qinghuang was dissatisfied, she raised her chin and drew a ladle from a gourd, but she only tapped water twice, squatted down silently, picked up a few more stones, and handed a few to Zhu Qingchi.

He took the stone and threw it casually, with just the right amount of strength, even jumping out of the water, Song Qinghuang asked, "Aren't you going to school today?"

Zhu Qingchi doesn't have playmates of the right age, and my husband also invites me to stay in the mansion. I get vacations during the holidays, and I play alone in the mansion. Zhu Yuncheng often says "gentlemen should be careful with friends". Zhu Qingchi is too young after all. , It sounds like a fog, and I don't understand what it means, I just follow it: "I'm here on business, so I can save half a day. Looking at it now, I want me to wait for you here."

Bian Gong has only one daughter so far, Wang Ji was brought up as a man by the Empress Dowager, so she is not as cautious as ordinary daughters, Song Qinghuang said with a smile: "From the perspective of others, this is the fate between you and me."

Both of them are children with clear minds, born as princes and nobles, so they naturally have to take more care of them than children from ordinary families: "Maybe."

Song Qinghuang lifted her skirt and kicked off her shoes, and sat on the shore. Seeing this, Zhu Qingchi frowned and wanted to say something, she moved her lips, but she didn't say anything.

Song Qinghuang moved the soles of her feet to push away the duckweed, and played in the water to entertain herself: "Why do you say they are like this."

Zhu Qingchi looked up at the sky, thinking of the phrase "Do not look at evil" in her heart: "Perhaps I am afraid that you will not be able to get married in the future."

Song Qinghuang told him to choke on these words, watching the fish swimming freely in the lake, beating the waves to frighten the fish to sneak: "I think you will be able to marry a good man in the future."

There were footsteps coming from the other side of the rockery, it should be the little servant girl looking for her, if this kind of behavior is seen by others, Song Qinghuang will be scolded, Zhu Qingchi should also be guilty.

Not caring much, Zhu Qingchi lifted her shoes and boots to pull her up, trying to find a place to hide, but Song Qinghuang's soles were still covered with duckweed, and she walked in a hurry, stepping on smooth cobblestones, accidentally He sprained his ankle and pulled him to stop: "I sprained my ankle."

Zhu Qingchi didn't hear her cry of pain, and she refused to show it on her face, she acted like a normal person, she didn't know how to develop such a temper, and said: "Then offend Wang Ji."

Helping her to sit down, regardless of Song Qinghuang's muddy feet, she put her shoes back on, squatted down with her back facing her, pulled her wrist, lifted her hips, and walked two steps, feeling a little heavy , said inadvertently: "Wang Ji is well-raised on weekdays, and the weight is not light."

When Song Qinghuang heard this, she frowned and struggled to get down to the ground: "Then you go, you don't need to be kind, so that people won't be seen and be troubled by me."

Seeing that she said something wrong and offended her, Zhu Qingchi had no choice but to slow down and follow her. Seeing her faltering, she thought it was a little funny, and put her hands up to help her up: "You deserve it if you fall."

In the 14th year of Duke Bianhui, Yiqu, the Empress of the Kingdom, gave birth to the second daughter Yijing, and the empress Si's son Yichen.

At the new year's eve, Duke Bian entertained his officials at Zhangtai, and Zhu Yuncheng took his son into the palace according to the order of the Empress.

The Empress summoned Wang Ji to the Yilan Palace, the concubines were in line, the hairpins and jewels were so dazzling, Wang Ji was in the top position, she was tired of listening, couldn't hold back her temper, and was looking for some excuse to go out, she heard the Huangmen singing: "Young master Daliang has arrived."

Zhu Qingchi entered the hall and worshiped: "I have seen the queen." Looking down, I saw a pair of small shoes: "I have seen the princess." Looking around: "I have seen you ladies."

The queen smiled and said, "Excuse me, give me a seat."

Zhu Qingchi sat and listened, it was all gossip from the palace, and it didn't make sense to listen to it. When the queen mentioned the matter of the heir, she looked at Zhu Qingchi with a smile: "This child from the Zhu family is very good, if you can get one like this, sir There will be a reward."

Biangong has many wives and concubines, but his offspring are few, and the benefits are self-evident. Biangong is just pretending to be deaf and dumb in order to achieve great success.

Zhu Qingchi never likes long talks, not to mention the hypocrisy of the women in the palace, the queen's status is prominent, and her father has clearly stated that she is capable, and before entering the palace, he reminded him to be cautious in his words and deeds, Zhu Qingchi had no choice but to respond: "The queen is wrong. Praise." Then she winked at Song Qinghuang, asking her to find an excuse to escape.

Song Qinghuang was impatient for a long time, Zhao Qingyuan came to her side and said something, after a while Huangmen entered the palace and reported: "Your Majesty summoned Mr. Zhu, the Empress forgive me."

Zhu Qingchi didn't expect that Wang Ji would borrow Bian Gong's hand, she just wanted her to find a suitable excuse to get out and get some air, but now it's good, Zhu Qingchi got up and bid farewell to the queen, Song Qinghuang also said that she had abdominal pain and left the palace.

Although Wang Ji came out in person, she seemed not too close to her. Before entering the palace, Shen Wuyu told Zhu Qingchi to give her the embroidered sachet. Zhu Qingchi didn't intend to give it to her, but now she was a little shaken.

Zhu Qingchi waited for her in the corridor, held the sachet in her hands, and saw Song Qinghuang rushing towards her with her skirt on her back, did she give the sachet: "Mother asked you to come and walk around the mansion often, come if you want, if you don't Wish, I will return to your mother for you."

Song Qinghuang wanted to say something else, but when she saw the sachet, her cheeks were flushed red, and she felt like a daughter, she put her hand in her sleeve and took out her armband: "Okay, this is for you."

Zhu Qingchi took the armband, thinking that she had misunderstood, but she had no intention of pointing out that some things were already predestined: "Then I will accept it."

Song Qinghuang said with a smile: "My mother will return to Tatar to visit relatives in February, and I will tell you in detail then."

Zhu Qingchi raised her head and looked at herself reflected in her eyes, quite moved: "I'll wait for you." She said goodbye to her, then turned and left, the moonlight cast long shadows, as if they had grown up.

On the second day of March in the 15th year of Duke Hui, the queen was newly mourned. The concubine fell asleep in the Qiluan Pavilion, had a nightmare at midnight, woke up dripping with cold sweat, and the palace was covered with snow.

The night was as dark as ink, Song Qinghuang clutched the quilt in her hands, sweating and crying, people said, overbearing and unaccompanied... Leaning on the soft pillow, Song Qinghuang's face was pale, remembering what Zhu Qingchi had said to her.

The next morning Song Qinghuang went out of the palace to the Zhufu, first met Mrs. Zhu, exchanged some pleasantries, but did not ask Shen Wuyu to send him over, and went to the backyard to find him.

The queen is dead, the subjects are naked, and there is a water pavilion by the lake in the courtyard. The young man is dressed in plain clothes and white clothes, standing upright with a sword in his hand. His sword moves like clouds and flowing water. He can't do half a move against his master with bare hands. It doesn't matter what it is, sit down."

Zhu Qingchi calmed down, took a few steps forward, and sat upright on his knees with his sword raised, "I know I was wrong."

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, the master has always treated him harshly, Zhu Qingchi didn't dare to neglect, but Jiang Xu saw Wang Ji's visit, he let go and said: "Wang Ji is visiting, you go."

"Yes." Zhu Qingchi straightened his body and put away his sword, straightened his clothes, bowed to the master, put the sword on the sword stand, and then went up to him: "Why are you here?"

Song Qinghuang's eyes were a little erratic, and he said hesitantly: "You said you often come and walk around on New Year's Eve, so let's take a look."

Seeing that her eyes were swollen, Zhu Qingchi led her aside, and then asked, "Have you cried?"

Song Qinghuang bit her lower lip and said nothing, her eyelashes trembled slightly, Zhu Qingchi untied her armguard, rolled it up and put it away, and didn't rush to ask her.

After a long time, Song Qinghuang said: "My mother has always been ambitious, and has threatened my father-in-law several times..."

Zhu Qingchi squeezed the armguard in his hand, trying to figure out the deep meaning, and said in a deep voice: "You were born in the royal family, you should know that although you are seeking power by any means, you are close relatives, do you want you to hate your mother? You are the one who refuses to let go Own."

Song Qinghuang was afraid that the wall has ears, so she didn't say much, she just said: "Qiqi will have nightmares at night, if you are really afraid..." If you die, you will die, why should you die in her hands, why, why should you threaten your father-in-law with her life.

Zhu Qingchi knew that she was going to be strong, so she definitely didn't want to be seen by others, so she stretched out her hand to embrace her, and softly comforted her: "It's windy here, it must be blinding eyes."

Song Qinghuang raised her head and put her chin on his shoulder, stretched out her hand behind the man and hugged her, her eyes gradually became foggy: "It's okay if the wind is strong, it's not enough to distract your eyes, but I'm afraid of losing your mind."

Zhu Qingchi patted people on the back to comfort him: "It's not enough to confuse the eyes, why confuse the heart, listen to my advice, don't take things too seriously, if you can't stand it, come to the house often."

After a long time, Song Qinghuang held back her tears and asked him: "Will people be scolded this time if they see it?"

Zhu Qingchi straightened the man's body, wiped his eyes with his fingers, felt a little wet: "It's just a few words to comfort you, why are you being scolded?"

The queen gave birth to a daughter, the son came from a concubine, and the five gangsters are in chaos. What should Bianguo do? Once the flames of war are re-ignited, no one can escape.