Lintai Storm Record

I don't kowtow to thank you yet. "

The Empress Dowager Zhou touched her lips with a silk, and said weakly: "Even if the emperor does not drink the things prepared for the emperor, it is not appropriate to reward this little blessing."

"Who does the empress think should be rewarded?" Fu Mingshao asked.

"Jiang Meng has served Ai's family for many years. He has worked hard, ordered and prohibited, and is very loyal. Jiang Meng will take this cup of tea." The Empress Dowager Zhou said coldly. She glanced at Sun Xiu, who was serving beside her, and coughed twice. .

"What the queen mother said is, Eunuch Jiang."

Not far away, Jiang Meng approached in small steps, and accepted Fu Mingshao's reward. He lifted the lid of the cup, with his little finger up and trembling.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Master." Jiang Meng's calm voice was mixed with an imperceptible tremor, and he wanted to drink up the ginseng tea in one gulp without hesitation, but he drank it too quickly, and a lot flowed down the corner of his mouth into his collar. He coughed, didn't bother to wipe his mouth, and once again immersed himself in drinking the ginseng tea to the last drop.

Sun Xiu, who was standing behind Fu Mingshao, raised her expressionless face, with a rare look of sadness flashing in her eyes.

Shengjia left on the front foot, and Jiang Meng fell to the ground on the back foot.

Empress Dowager Zhou stepped back and kicked him twice, annoyed: "Get up."

Jiang Meng's eyes were red, and he tried his best tremblingly. After several times, he still couldn't stand up. His legs were obviously weak and his knees couldn't be straightened.

"How many years have you been with me?" Queen Mother Zhou asked suddenly.

Jiang Meng felt the hot snot flowing out of his nose. He raised his sleeve and wiped it hastily, feeling a dull pain in his stomach, and his face became paler and bloodless.

"Back to the master, the slave has been serving the master since the year the master entered the palace."

"You were the only one who was in front of me when I entered the palace." The Empress Dowager Zhou looked dazed for a moment, she didn't even count the dowry among them, she treated her own dowry, and she didn't take this one with her until she entered the palace. The eunuch trusts.

Seeing too many ghosts and snakes in this palace, the Queen Mother Zhou looked at Jiang Meng with a cold face, from the faintly visible lines on Jiang Meng's forehead, to the beads of sweat hanging on his chin, and on his white-faced skin, the residue left by ginseng soup Water marks.

The Empress Dowager Zhou felt pity, and she didn't understand what she was thinking at this moment, so she kicked the eunuch heavily out of her temper.

"Don't get up yet, can't you wait for someone to carry you?"

Hearing the meaning of these words, Jiang Meng raised her red eyes in disbelief, and the eyes were filled with tears.

The Empress Dowager Zhou lowered her body, grabbed Jiang Meng by the collar, and dragged the person in front of her. Jiang Meng had to support the edge of the couch with her arms to avoid touching the Queen Mother's body, which was disrespectful.

"Those who can force Aijia to do things, except for the above one, Aijia took it wrong, and the rest are no longer in this world. No matter how noble a person is, after death, a handful of cold ashes will be sacrificed to the spirit. The first emperor couldn’t keep Sun Xiu, did you see clearly just now? Sun Xiu won’t protect you. If a little bit of news about Ai’s palace gets out in the future, it’s not just fatal. You’ve been with Ai’s family for so many years, people can’t live or die The ability to go down, your apprentices have long wanted to replace you, your ability, others are afraid that others will be better than others." Having said that, the Queen Mother Zhou threw away her hand, and Jiang Meng quickly stepped back and knelt on the ground.

The Empress Dowager Zhou waved her hand: "Your own people, control yourself, even if there is only one person left in the Ai family, if the rebellious son dares, this is also the matter of the Tian family, it is not up to you slaves to jump up and down in it. When Sun Xiu finds you, explain it to him."

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"Stop!" Fu Mingshao was furious.

The three Qilin guards stopped their weapons.

Fu Mingshao strode forward, slapped his hands twice, and the slapped Qilin Wei bowed his head deeply, and knelt down numbly, the words of apology were stuck in his throat, and before he could say it, he was slapped twice by the emperor .

With his back against the wall, Lu Guan's fierce fighting stopped suddenly, and he felt a mouthful of hot blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

His hands and feet were all injured, and his tibia couldn't bear the force. He leaned on his body with the knife he had snatched, trying to stabilize his figure and stand up, but his arms couldn't help shaking, and he finally managed to stand up.His eyelids were twitching, and one eye was swollen to a slit, making it difficult to see.

"Shunqin!" Fu Mingshao was full of pain, he didn't care about Lu Guan's blood stains, he hugged Lu Guan, and yelled at Sun Xiu, telling him to call the imperial physician immediately.

Lu Guan was drowsy and had a fever most of the time. He could hear people walking up and down in front of the bed in bits and pieces, and many words were intertwined.

After taking the medicine, half an hour later, under the effect of the medicine, the wound didn't feel any pain, and the calming ingredients in the medicine took effect, so I barely fell asleep.

Fu Mingshao had already taken off his dragon robe, and was only wearing a single suit. He was sitting on the large dragon couch. He slowly stroked Lu Guan's swollen eye corners with one hand, followed Lu Guan's serious side face after sleeping, and finally came Go to the scar on Lu Guan's face where the burn marks were removed.

Fu Mingshao's eyes dimmed.

"Take that little eunuch out to feed the dogs, eat the remaining broken bones, and throw them all over the mass grave." Fu Mingshao said darkly.

Sun Xiu respectfully said: "Yes."

"Have someone make some clothes for Lu Guan, which are more decent compared to the styles in the academy in the capital."

Sun Xiu took the order and was about to leave when she heard Fu Mingshao say quietly: "I have always dreamed about the late emperor these few days."

Sun Xiu didn't raise her head, and said calmly: "Your Majesty is worrying too much. The battle ahead is tense. Your Majesty should pay more attention to the body of the dragon. When the late emperor fought against the enemy, it is rumored that even in the few days when he was almost wiped out by Hei Di, the late emperor still killed the snake and took it. Bravery, I used snakes to make soup tonic. Your Majesty must not be overwhelmed. Only by keeping the body of the dragon can we defend the country."

Fu Mingshao remained silent.

Sun Xiu got up.

Fu Mingshao made a sound: "What do you think I made Lu Guan an official?"

Sun Xiu dared not speak.

Fu Mingshao said to himself: "Just make him a general, and you don't have to lead the army to fight, and stay in the palace to recuperate." Suddenly, Fu Mingshao frowned, holding back a burst of anger, "Why not? Get out, get down!"

There was no one around to disturb him, Fu Mingshao lay down next to Lu Guan, holding his bandage-wrapped hand, he caught the sword with his bare hands, both hands were seriously injured.

Fu Mingshao grabbed his hand and stuck it to himself.

Lu Guan snorted in pain.

Fu Mingshao froze all over, and the fiery desire subsided silently. He stared obsessively and frantically at the sleeping Lu Guan, and his heart was filled with excitement.

This pale, sick and helpless childhood elder brother gave Fu Mingshao, who was caught in many crises and almost driven mad by the government and army, some comfort.He didn't dare to touch Lu Guan, so he didn't dare to hug him to sleep. He just put his chin on Lu Guan's uninjured shoulder, opened his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then gradually closed them.

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When will we Xiao Song go to Beijing to rescue Lao Lu.

☆、Dragon in the Abyss (Twelve)

Outside Qizhou City, after more than an hour of fierce fighting, the wind changed suddenly and turned towards Da Chu's army.At that time, the Chu army had surrounded Sun Yi's army and nearly wiped out the entire right-wing army.

A general trusted by Bai Guyou used a fire attack. Before the wind direction changed, the fire attack went smoothly. Sun Yi was defeated. After the infantry retreated to the ship, the fire continued to spread. Suddenly changed, and counterattacked the Chu army.

The river wind whimpered, sporadic fires were reflected on the river surface, and the charred corpses of soldiers were piled up on the bank, with stumps and broken arms dragging in the water.

On the high city wall, people slid down several ropes.

The gates of the city were closed and no one was allowed to enter or leave. The attack launched by the Northern Army outside the city ended in failure. Most of them had retreated to Qizhou City. The city walls were covered with scars caused by arrowheads.

Song Qianzhi grabbed a handful of Zhenbei army flags stuck upside down in the soil, and walked north along the river.

Not far away, a group of more than a dozen people were digging a pit, and another dozen people dragged the dead soldiers into the dug several meters deep ditch.

Bai Guyou stood tall, with heavy armor on his body, he pulled out his combat boots that were sunk in the mud, and every time he took a step forward, he stepped on a heavy footprint.

"Great General." As soon as Song Qianzhi made his voice, someone came to stop him.

Bai Guyou looked a little surprised, called the soldiers to stop, ordered everyone to stay where they were, and raised his middle finger to Song Qianzhi, shaking it back and forth.

Song Qianzhi followed.

Bai Guyou walked east along the river, silent.

Song Qianzhi followed, and his feet were caught from time to time. It was the scorched body of a soldier. The wind blowing from the river carried an indescribable stench. The smell left by burning wood, flesh, bones, and fire oil carried Undead, indistinguishable to the naked eye, floated on the surface of the river.

The unceasing sound of the sharp wind in my ears seemed to be whispering, and it seemed to be a speechless reproach.

Song Qianzhi's eyes fell on Bai Guyou's shoulders. From his slightly forward neck and inconspicuously curved shoulders and back, he keenly sensed that Bai Guyou, who has been on the battlefield for many years, is also old and tired. .

"The imperial court is arresting you, so why throw yourself into a trap." Bai Guyou stood still, turned sideways, and looked at the surging river under his feet, and the soles of his boots were covered with filth mixed with grass juice and mud.

Under Song Qianzhi's surprised eyes, Bai Guyou sat down with his legs apart, his hands resting on his knees, the bandages of his finger guards were completely stained dark with blood.He patted the grass beside him and signaled Song Qianzhi to sit down.

"I've heard about your mother. It has been passed down to your generation. The lintel of the Zhou family depends entirely on you alone. It is unwise to offend Tianyan. It is unfilial to fail to protect your mother." Bai Bai Gu You turned his head, the eyes under the helmet flashed with deep wisdom, "If you say what you say next, I'm afraid you will commit infidelity."

Song Qianzhi's eyebrows furrowed rapidly, his lips moved, and he couldn't hear anything for a while.

Bai Guyou patted him on the shoulder: "Go, I'll pretend you haven't been here today."

Song Qianzhi pursed his lips, as if a sledgehammer slammed down in his chest one after another, his vision blurred, he tried his best to hold back his emotions, his throat moved up and down.

"Uncle Bai... you said my mother..."

Bai Guyou remained silent for a moment, looking at Song Qianzhi without blinking.

"You don't know yet?"

Song Qianzhi's lips were tightly pressed into a line, and he shook his head slowly.

"Your mother is gone."

"Impossible!" Song Qianzhi jumped up, took two steps forward, turned around abruptly, raised his foot, and put it down again. He looked at Bai Guyou stiffly, his hands in his sleeves couldn't help shaking.Song Qianzhi thought, it is impossible for Bai Guyou to deceive him, he was deceived by others, by people like Lu Lin and Xu Ruiyun.Anger rushed to the top of his head, and Song Qian's face flushed red.

"On the night you escaped from the capital, your mother was buried in a fire, and her body was hung at the gate of the city. It was not until the day of the emperor's wedding that your mother was buried in the ground for safety."

Song Qianzhi's mind was in chaos, and many pictures flashed before his eyes. His breathing was tight and slow at times, and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously.

That day he kept procrastinating not to leave the city right away, just wanting to wait for his mother to come back, Xu Ruiyun came to him, full of benevolence and morality.Xu Ruiyun knew at that time that it was impossible for his mother to come back.Song Qianzhi's breathing became lighter and lighter, and the chill pierced his bones.

Song Qianzhi remembered again that Xu Ruiyun couldn't reason with him, so he knocked him unconscious. When he woke up again, he had already left the city.At that time he asked Zhou Xian if his mother was okay, Zhou Xian said there was no news yet.Xu Ruiyun already knew that his mother was gone, nine times out of ten, Zhou Xian also knew.Everyone hides from him.

The flashing images appeared in front of Song Qianzhi's eyes like in slow motion, and he even clearly remembered every word Xu Ruiyun said before knocking him unconscious.This memory has been crushed in the past few days, but now it blows off the floating yarn, and the strands are all in my ears.

Xu Ruiyun.

Lu Guan.

That day when Xu Ruiyun sent Zhou Wanxin back to his residence, after Lu Guan sent him to Lu Lin's home, he immediately went back to Li Xiang's other courtyard. Palace, he will dispel Fu Mingshao's suspicion and let Song Qianzhi just wait.Song Qianzhi couldn't sleep that night, Xu Ruiyun came back after sending Zhou Wanxin off, and told him not to worry because Lu Guan was there.In other words, Lu Guan had already been to the palace, and it was Fu Mingshao's will that he would go to the Hou's mansion.Fu Mingshao just wanted Lu Guan to handle this matter related to him, to confirm that Lu Guan had no second thoughts.

Song Qianzhi's breathing gradually calmed down, the initial shock passed, and only numbness remained in his heart.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the corners of his eyes became moist.

"Home is everywhere, let's go." Bai Guyou said.He got up to leave, but when he heard Song Qianzhi calling him, he turned his head indifferently.

"Uncle Bai, have you ever thought about the reason for today's defeat?" Song Qianzhi took a deep breath, suppressing the depression and grief in his chest.

Bai Guyou sneered, shook his head, but did not answer.

"Don't you think Uncle Bai thinks that this is a tactical failure, that the Northern Suppressing Army was invincible, but lost to Sun Yi's mob, do you believe it?"

Bai Guyou narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Uncle Bai, you have been in the army for dozens of years, and the northern border is as solid as gold. A Sun Yi, a mere Songzhou military officer, how many battles have you fought?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Bai Guyou said in a deep voice.

The reeds shivered in the breeze, and sporadic fires were scattered on the surface of the river.

"This defeat is a clear sign from the heavens, and the anger towards the emperor is exhausted."

Song Qianzhi continued to speak, when the long sword came out of its scabbard with a clang, and the icy sword energy pressed straight to his throat.

Song Qianzhi's pupils tightened, and he did not give in at all, and continued: "In this battle, you are not losing to tactics, but to God's will. The decisive victory of the fire attack lies in the direction of the wind, and the direction of the wind is not the direction of the people. It's God's will."

The tip of the sword pierced Song Qianzhi's skin, and a grain of sand-like red gradually condensed into blood beads, which slowly flowed down Song Qianzhi's Adam's apple into his collar.

"Since Fu Mingshao came to the throne of God, what has he done, I am a great Chu people, what kind of life did you live, Uncle Bai, your army has traveled all over the world, and you have seen a wider world than me. The principles of family, country and world, Xiao My nephew didn't dare to show off in front of Uncle Bai. Before today, my mother's matter... the brothers kept it a secret, and I never heard of it. I came to you not for personal revenge. My mother's revenge, I will Report it yourself. I just want to ask Uncle Bai, General Bai, is the sword in your hand held for the people of Great Chu, or for the Fu family?"

The sword in Bai Guyou's hand didn't move forward, nor did he retract it.He stared at Song Qianzhi silently, young people are always arrogant, they think they have clear love and hate, but in fact they don't know the heights of heaven and earth.

Bai Guyou said: "Everything in the world has its own fate, and it is God's will that he can sit in that seat."

The corner of Song Qianzhi's lips revealed a sneer: "I don't know if it's God's will. I led the decree to go to Rongzhou for disaster relief. The imperial physician who was in charge of the late emperor was killed in Rongzhou before his death. He is no longer in the palace. Uncle Bai One can think about it, who would want the life of an old doctor who has been away from the palace for nearly ten years."

"It's his life too."

"The common people were displaced, and the old man was pushed by a cart, but was turned away by the city officials and trampled on by iron hooves. It was fate for the young son to open his eyes for a few days, and it was fate to be bought to cut meat and cook food. The lives of ordinary people should be eaten all day long. Without enough food, heavy taxes, and a family supporting a soldier, this is life." Song Qianzhi held Bai Guyou's sword in his left hand, and the blade cut into his flesh. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, but the tighter his hand was, the blood Directly, he used his strength to drag Bai Guyou to the branch of the Long River that was rushing behind him. Facing the mutilated corpses everywhere, he said coldly, "For whom did these soldiers die? For whom? Loyalty and courage are admirable. You can put your loyalty first, but you can ask these dead soldiers. They risked their lives to obey orders and rushed to the enemy. Or is it an old mother who sews clothes under the lamp at home? No wife, no children, who has no parents? Your family obeys you, they are soldiers, but they are all human!"

"Soldiers don't need parents and children."

"How can people come without parents? If there are no people, how can there be soldiers?"

"Soldiers must remember that the weapons in their hands and the glory of the family are given to them by whoever bestowed them, and they are the king of a country."

Song Qianzhi looked at Bai Guyou steadfastly, and frowned: "Before the great Chu, there will be the world; before the world, there will be people; before the people, there will be people; Early parents. First the family and then the country. If there is no one, there will be no home. If there is no home, there will be no country. And the king of a country cannot protect his own people. If it is the Fu family, it is best to end the war as soon as possible and bring the troops back to King Chaoqin. Sun Yi is always from Chu, and he only occupied two states of exile. He has colluded with the Heidi people, if Heidi and Amodanrong form an alliance for a short time, you will still have time to leave two seedlings for the Fu family when you rush back to the capital."

Deathly silence.

Bai Guyou stared at Song Qianzhi, suddenly, his expression changed, he laughed loudly, and yelled, "Let go!"

Song Qianzhi let go of the "Blood Palm".

Bai Guyou patted him on the shoulder twice in relief, grabbed Song Qianzhi's wrist, and called the military doctor.

As soon as Song Qianzhi's palm was stained with the medicine powder, he broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't make a sound, and his whole body showed daze and absurdity.He raised his eyes, and all he saw was the devastated earth.

When Ye Bai Guyou did not give Song Qianzhi an answer, he ordered Song Qianzhi and his men to be placed in the army, and was hurriedly called away to count the losses and rectify the military affairs.

At dawn, Song Qianzhi opened his eyes on the couch. He didn't fall asleep that night, and he didn't think about anything. He put his feet on the ground, feeling very unreal.

The dim light coming through the tent door showed that it was morning.

Song Qianzhi was sitting, and suddenly, he bent down, his face was pale, it took him a while to recover, he raised his body, he pressed his heart with one hand, took a breath slowly, and frowned.

Zhou Xian was sitting at the door. Hearing the movement, Zhou Xian turned his head and saw Song Qianzhi coming out. His eyes fell on Song Qianzhi's left hand wrapped in the quilt.

"Master Hou."

Song Qianzhi said in a hoarse voice: "My mother has left?"

Zhou Xian was taken aback for a moment, put down one leg from the stone, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"I see." Song Qianzhi looked away and took two steps forward.It was a clear morning, with lingering clouds in the sky, and the sun shot down from the sky easily, hitting Song Qianzhi's face.

Zhou Xian saw from behind Song Qianzhi that his shoulders suddenly trembled sharply, and one hand tightly covered his face.

Song Qianzhi's whole body was like a bow being stretched tightly. After crying, he straightened up, raised one hand, and wiped his face with his sleeve.

Then, he turned around.

There was no expression on that face, but it seemed that in this moment, he was ten years older.

"My condolences to Lord Hou." It took a long time for Zhou Xian to squeeze out such a sentence that he himself felt pale.

Song Qianzhi waved his hand.

"That night when my mother went back to the mansion, Xu Ruiyun knew her plan? She deliberately created chaos in the Hou mansion to attract Habayashi Wei, so that we can escape from the capital while taking advantage of the chaos, right?"

Zhou Xian nodded silently.

"You also know?" Song Qianzhi looked at Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian: "I know."

"You know that Zuo Zhengying is in Beijing. Lu Guan went to look for him. I remember you said that."

"Yes."

Song Qianzhi sniffed, his eyes that hadn't slept all night were bloodshot, and he shook his hand wearily: "Go and call Xu Ruiyun, I want to know all of Lu Guan's plans. Has Lu Guan contacted you since he left Beijing? "

"No, but my old brother sent a letter to Qizhou yesterday."

"How did he find you?"

"Before I left Beijing, I told him that I would go to Qizhou, and I made an appointment with a secret car dealership."

Song Qianzhi nodded, his face was very ugly.

Zhou Xian worriedly asked Song Qianzhi if he wanted to have breakfast first, or go back to sleep for a while before getting up.

Song Qianzhi refused at first, walked half a step, and then backed away: "What can I eat?"

"Porridge and potatoes."

"Come on." Song Qianzhi said.

Zhou left first.

Song Qianzhi stood outside the tent for a while, turned around and looked around before he was in the mood to look around. This was a tent where a general lived, and there was a fish-shaped jade pendant hanging on the pen holder.Song Qianzhi dialed it with his hand, and thought blankly: the owner of the jade pendant is probably gone, otherwise, if he comes back, wouldn't he not even have a place to stay?

He twitched slightly between his eyebrows.

The author has something to say: There are three major things to deal with recently, and I will update it as soon as I am done. Thank you readers for waiting patiently.Will not pit.

☆、Dragon in the Abyss ([-])

Zhou Xian brought Song Qianzhi a steaming bowl of vegetable porridge. I don't know where he got the dried meat. Zhou Xian tore the dried meat into shreds and soaked it in the milky white soup with chopsticks.

The military doctor came to change Song Qianzhi's dressing. After last night, Song Qianzhi still felt a little dazed. He thought maybe he didn't sleep well.

"Bai Guyou went to patrol the camp. This battle suffered heavy casualties, and the morale of the army was unstable. Qizhou City was originally an important overland town for trade and commerce between Song and Xun prefectures. Most of the city's residents could be supported by horses and chariots alone. The grain and soil are not high-quality, and the grain produced is not popular in prosperous and affluent places such as Beijing, Lingzhou, and Mengzhou. However, Jiaozhou, Songzhou, and several cities in the northwest of Qizhou often buy grain from Qizhou. Each prefecture has its own food, except for a few barren prefectures and counties that are completely unsuitable for grain production, which are allocated by the imperial court, and private grain sales are strictly controlled, grain shops are all registered, and officials stand behind them." Zhou Xian paused , Eyes filled with resentment, "All these years have been messed up. The government eats businessmen, and businessmen eat farmers. If you don't inquire, you don't know. After a little inquiring, the people complain. Years of military violence, the people are unbearable."

The bottom of the bowl was scalding hot, and Song Qianzhi's fingers were red from the heat. Without realizing it, he lowered his head and drank less than half a bowl of porridge, and ate the shredded pork with chopsticks.

Song Qianzhi chewed the shredded meat carefully, staring at the ground not far away, while the grasshoppers were jumping around on the dry straw.

"It's going to rain today." Song Qianzhi glanced at the sky.

Zhou Xian followed Song Qianzhi's eyes and took a look.

"No. It's going to rain."

Xu Ruiyun and Lu Lin rushed to Song Qianzhi's camp one after another.

Song Qianzhi sealed the letter he had just written, and the wax was on it. Zhou Xian took it and put it away.

"People came to Dongming Palace last night, and they all wore Da Nei's silver belts."

Song Qianzhi's eyelids twitched: "So fast?"

"Why so fast?" Lu Lin looked blank, "What are you talking about?"

"What's the reaction of Dongming Palace?"

"I sent Lu Lin's men to watch, but I don't know yet." Xu Ruiyun pondered for a moment, then asked Song Qianzhi, "Who do you think it belongs to?"

"Fu Mingshao's entire chess game has been broken. I'm afraid he's too flustered right now. The queen was killed on the spot at the celebration, and people around him have problems. Now Fu Mingshao, no one will believe it. It looks like my aunt's handwriting."

"Can the Empress Dowager move the people in Da Nei?"

"You underestimated the queen mother. She was in the palace earlier than the emperor. If it was the inner palace, the Habayashi guards obeyed Fu Mingshao's orders. What about the others? What about the palace people? Eunuchs and guards are all human beings. These people are close Serving the master, it is impossible to guard against." In the early years, Song Qianzhi walked in the inner palace and spent a lot of money to manage the people in the palace. Before Lu Guan was recalled to the capital, he was able to manage Lintai for many years at a young age. He was hostile and guarded against him, but he couldn't grasp his faults. Except for Song Qianzhi's family biography, the rest were all due to caution.

"What do the palace people want money for? They don't have any land to spend." Lu Lin is a child of an aristocratic family, and has never worried about money.

"They don't spend money, they always have family members." Zhou Xiandao.

"Some are not all for money, let alone this, if it is my aunt, she should want to follow the example of the past and pull Fu Mingshao down from the dragon seat."

Lu Lin frowned: "She chose King Dongming? The biological mother of King Dongming is still alive. If King Dongming ascends the throne, the Empress Dowager's seat will be replaced by another family. How would Empress Dowager Zhou choose?"

"King Dongming is young. My aunt has met him and likes him very much. As for his mother, it will be easier to take this pair of mother and son into the capital."

"You mean, the Empress Dowager Zhou will bestow the death of King Dongming's mother and concubine?"

Song Qianzhi: "I'm afraid that there is a precedent for choosing an heir from the sidelines and the death of his concubine. Dongming King was raised by his concubine, and he has no father since he was a child. He himself will not agree. Give his mother and concubine to death, but his mother and concubine would be willing to die for him."

"I'll stop it." Zhou Xian got up with his sword, and Song Qianzhi pressed the back of his hand and patted him twice.

"Prince Dongming's concubine mother is a shrewd woman. Even if she is willing to sacrifice for her son's yellow robe, she will never be here. She will ensure that the situation in Beijing is beneficial to the young prince. The overall situation is uncertain, and she will never be willing to die."

"Then let it go?"

Song Qianzhi asked Lu Lin to send a few more people to watch, Xu Ruiyun volunteered and went too.Liu Pingwen, who was studying ink for Song Qianzhi, put down the ink stone, took a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table next to him to practice calligraphy.

"Is there a way to forward this letter to Lu Guan at a car dealership you are familiar with?"

Zhou Xian's eyes moved, and he took the envelope with a hesitant expression on his face: "Master Lu is in trouble, Lord Hou, don't blame him."

Song Qianzhi's complexion has been bad all the time, pale with blood loss, the tent is dim, and the only light is light, his fingers slid across the smooth letter paper, eyebrows furrowed forbearance, and sighed: "What is he to blame? Blame him for everything. I plan to get stuck in the capital and can't get out? Or blame him for his motherly heart in protecting me from Beijing for my mother, seriously hurting myself, in exchange for Fu Mingshao's trust?"

What makes Song Qianzhi even more uncomfortable is that Lu Guan staying in the capital is exactly what those who are active in Qizhou need.

Zhou Xiandao: "It was Mr. Lu's plan that the six princes could get into the eyes of the Queen Mother. The one who is most familiar with Fu Mingshao is Mr. Lu. He must have a way to protect himself."

"I hope so, Fu Mingshao..." The letter was held tightly by Song Qianzhi, his teeth were clenched, his lips were drawn into a line, he let out a slow and long breath, and gently closed his eyes.

·

"Based on just a few of you, and oral orders, I am the princess of Dongming who was conferred by the late emperor. You are too disrespectful to Emperor Rongzong!" With a snap, Princess Dongming swung her sleeves and took the princess in the hands of a plainclothes eunuch. The pallet fell to the ground.

The small dark brown porcelain vase rolled twice on the ground, and there was another dagger, three feet of white silk.

Princess Dongming has a beautiful complexion, without a trace of fear, sitting in the big rosewood chair, her face is as white as snow against the plain silk.

"This is the Queen Mother's oral order..." Before the eunuch could finish his sentence, he was too shocked by Princess Dongming's eyes to say anything more.

"Before I left Beijing, I had met the queen mother several times. My bracelet was given by the queen mother herself. If it is really the queen mother's order, unless you can come to see me with a handbook." Princess Dongming lowered her eyes and raised her hand. Tea came, took a sip.

The people from the palace looked at each other, and finally a head of the guard stepped out: "Princess calm down, why don't you go to Beijing with the young prince, we are all servants, the concubine has a noble status, and it would be rash to just give oral instructions. I am worried that the concubine must be deeply concerned." People who understand righteousness, if the little prince becomes the emperor of Great Chu, there is a precedent in Ruizong's time. At that time, Empress Ruizong was still alive and had no children, so she embraced King Nanyuan as emperor from a side line. Before King Nanyuan ascended the throne, the mother The concubine Qi hanged herself and died, and was posthumously named Mrs. Duansu Ruiming. After her death, she mourned endlessly. The Qi clan was also very prosperous for a while, and the entire family power dominated Chu for more than [-] years."

Princess Dongming said indifferently: "Of course I know these things, but the verbal instructions can't convince me. My mother and son must go to Beijing together. You can think about it."

There were only eight people in Da Nei's group, and they acted in secret. They did not dare to act rashly in King Dong Ming's territory.When he came in, he saw that Dongming Palace had personal soldiers, many of whom were outstanding. If they didn't meet Princess Dongming's request, they might ruin the Empress Dowager's affairs as well.

"Then please Wangfei take the young prince and his subordinates to set off for Beijing today, the empress dowager can't wait any longer."

Princess Dongming said: "Today is inconvenient, tomorrow morning, I will leave the city at Maoshi."

What else did the guard want to say, he held back abruptly.

Princess Dongming asked someone to arrange a place for them to live in. After they were taken away, she leaned back on the chair in a daze.Princess Dongming is no longer young, the advantage is that her skin is extremely fair and she does not look old.

The sun slanted, and the spot of light moved quietly from the ground. Princess Dongming's face also sank from light to darkness. She held her forehead with one hand, and there was no wrinkle between her brows. Her slender eyelashes drooped down, and only half of her eyes remained, which seemed unable to close.

That year, someone from the mansion came to report that her husband had died in a brothel. Princess Dongming, who had just been diagnosed with pregnancy, thought she had heard a joke.

She smiled and asked the servant: "What did you say? Say it again."

The servant knelt on the ground, shaking like a sieve and repeated it once.

It was just when winter was approaching and early spring was just around the corner. She was peeling a small plate of peanuts, and for a moment she seemed to hold the whole big house in the flower hall, the snow dripping from the eaves outside the hall, and the cold fragrance of the lingering plum blossoms in the courtyard. The subtle sound of the thin layer of ice breaking slightly on the surface of the water tank was brought into my head.

When she thinks about it today, that day seems like yesterday.

Only her husband's face was very blurry, as if the more than 1000 days and nights of sleeping with him were just a dream.

The young man's timid voice came, and the teacup in Princess Dongming's hand fell onto her skirt.

Her son threw himself on her body and yelled tremblingly: "Mother Concubine!"

Princess Dongming woke up, and gently covered the back of her son's neck with her palm. The flesh in her palm was so warm and soft.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here for my mother, I won't let anyone hurt you."

The boy buried his head tightly in his mother's arms. After a long time, the trembling gradually subsided. The boy looked at his mother, and tears rolled down his smooth, white round face.

"The son will never leave the concubine mother, and the concubine mother will never leave the son."

Princess Dongming smiled, and her eyes were filled with warmth like a spring breeze: "Silly boy, mother will not leave you."

The boy bit his lip, his eyelashes trembling.

Princess Dongming turned his face away so that he couldn't see the objects scattered on the ground, her face was reflected in his son's eyes.

"Mother will never leave you."

The boy hugged her neck and gave a heavy "hmm".

Warm wetness flowed into Princess Dongming's collar. She didn't say anything to comfort her son, but just hugged the young man's not strong enough body tightly.

This is her flesh and blood, and this is also a descendant of the Fu family. Two kinds of blood, noble and humble, flow in her son's small body at the same time.

Princess Dongming closed her eyes, and the exhaustion that could not be dispelled overflowed from her brows.

·

The sudden death of the empress at the post-establishment ceremony was unheard of in the history of the Great Chu Kingdom, and the people in the capital couldn't care less about it, because the tax increase order was not only issued to the four prefectures, but also increased taxes from the whole country.

On April 22, the capital was completely snowed, and the city was full of willows and greenery. However, at this time last year, young talents and famous ladies competed in the suburbs for a spring outing.

There are ten rooms and nine empty spaces on the street. Although there is a strict order prohibiting civilians from leaving the capital, they have lived at the root of the imperial city for a long time. Counting three generations, there are always distant relatives who are officials in the court.

In just half a month, the threshold of the Ministry of War's yamen has been smoothed out, and 5000 taels of silver can be exchanged for a warrant to leave the city.Officials who eat imperial rations on official business, ranging from Li Yeyuan, a first-rank official, to low-ranking money and food officials, can't leave Beijing. Once they are investigated, they will be copied and executed.

After all, counting the days with fingers, the entire royal family is still in the palace, so there is no way to panic the officials.

This day Lin Shu came again, Qin Yuning was writing quickly, Lin Shu clasped his two hands, stood beside him with downcast eyes, and didn't make a sound.

After Qin Yuning finished writing, he sealed it and asked someone to send it out.

Only then did Lin Shu explain the purpose of his visit. He came to send Qin Yuning the booklet from the Ministry of Accounting for his review.

The book was ordered to be copied to the military newspaper of the Ministry of household affairs.After Lin Shu put it away, he glanced at Qin Yuning.

"Old Liang, you go out first."

The book office withdrew.

Lin Shu dragged the chair over, sat opposite Qin Yuning, and asked in a low voice, "Does Uncle Qin have any news about Chasing Star?"

Qin Yuning's sharp eyes swept over.

Lin Shu didn't look away, but just held his breath.

Qin Yuning looked away.

Lin Shu dared to take a breath.

Qin Yuning took another purple hair that was not yet dry from the pen holder, squinted his eyes, and brushed off the stray hairs with his fingers.In the spring of the next year, the yamen were supposed to be replaced, but this year they can't even take care of it.

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