Fog has arisen in the early morning, covering both the inside and outside of the ancient city of Hangzhou. The waterway and city walls are shadowy. On the wilderness, you can't see the movement from a distance of three or two feet. There are occasional carriages passing by at a slow speed, and bicycles.
It appeared in the field of vision like a wild beast, and after a moment, it disappeared into the whiteness at the other end of the field of vision.*1*1*
After opening my eyes, the visible fog temporarily calmed down the chill from last night, dividing the solemn atmosphere in the city into small areas that could only be seen. There were more soldiers on the city wall, but
The surroundings were confused, and the early morning dew was heavy. Soldiers in groups of three or three just lit a brazier and sat around chatting about the turmoil last night. The families were short-tempered. Occasionally, generals passed by, and they stood up again.
In the overlapping courtyards in the city, the sound of cocks and dogs has not yet sounded. People who got up early were not in a hurry to go out. They lit fires, lit lamps, and waited for the situation to change at home. They listened to the sound of the sound.
, the whispering voices were soon submerged in the rolling mist again.
In the small courtyard behind Wenlie Yuan on Xiliu Street, the yellowish lights were already on. The door to the bedroom was opened. She had just gotten up, and the girl who was not yet neatly dressed stepped out of the threshold. When she looked back, she looked over her head.
The bandaged young man rubbed his eyes and wanted to follow. He had a mature and steady temperament, but he was not too old after all. He was injured and looked like he was awake. The girl turned around and pouted.
He said something, and then pushed and pushed the student back to sleep.
The warm yellow light and shadow swayed slightly, and the two of them stood in a stalemate at the door for a moment. The girl, who was originally a maid, but now also a concubine, moved her hands and feet, confidently, but her expression was quite aggrieved. She made a few movements to express her feelings.
He was in good health, but his reasons didn't seem to be accepted by the other party. After a while, Sheng reluctantly grabbed the girl's clothes and pulled her back into the room. The girl was slightly stunned, and her arrogance suddenly dropped.
He stopped and shrank his neck: "Ah..."
The door was closed.
"Auntie, uncle... Oh, it's going to be daybreak... um..."
No matter how strong the aura that occasionally appears, a lamb is still a lamb after all. It is difficult to describe in detail the experience of a little sheep who falls into the hands of the big bad wolf. The clothes will probably have to be worn again. In this process,
Our field of vision left the courtyard below. The fog covered it again. In the distance, in the official office where the Black Wing Guards are currently located, a young man named An Xifu was sitting at the table reading the summarized documents.
He didn't know whether he had been busy all night or had just gotten up. When he saw names such as Ba Daoying and Ning Liheng came into view, he reached out and picked the wick of the oil lamp. After a while, he put the notice on the
One side.
In another courtyard in the city, Chen Fan, who had finished exercising, was shirtless and poured a bucket of cold well water on his body. Heat rose from his skin and he let out a long breath. As Ning Yi said,
The unemployed homeless person doesn’t really have much to do except exercise and visit the house every day. Recently, he has been paying close attention to the children in Wenyeolin. (1_1) Not long after, he went out with a burrito in his mouth and passed by
When I walked to the door of the courtyard next door, I saw the door of this family's courtyard wide open in the mist. The people inside seemed to be busy with something anxiously in and out. I vaguely remembered that someone seemed to come to ask about their house in the middle of the night. It was probably last night.
He lost his family. The public security in Hangzhou was not peaceful. He rolled his eyes. This was An Xifu's business and had nothing to do with him.
The field of vision returned to the city wall to the north. Blood rose up in the white mist. The sword light slashed the soldier's neck. Next to it, a spear flew through the air after bringing out a large amount of blood. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared outside the city wall.
traces.
The figure appeared suddenly, as fast as a passing locust. During the sprint, each sword and gun was drawn out. The soldiers in front were killed before they could even make a sound. The speed of the charging figure did not change after drawing out the sword.
When they crossed, they hugged the corpse of the soldier whose neck was cut open, and slowly leaned the corpse against the female wall. The companions next to him tied and threw the rope, and the group quickly descended out of the city.
On one side of the city, in the temporary palace of the Yongle Dynasty, the court meetings had been going on for some time. In fact, the court meetings after the establishment of the Yongle Dynasty were not held often. The rebels did not pay so much attention, and the leaders could meet at any time.
Meeting, but because of last night's rebellion, this morning's meeting is obviously necessary. After Qi Yuankang's death, how to fill the gap and how to divide the interests have already been decided, but there are many things that need to be done next.
The discussion needed to be finalized. The not-so-long political discussion had come to an end at this time. After retreating from the court, Fang La left several senior officials to have breakfast with him, and Queen Shao Xianying also came out to accompany him. This was equivalent to a family banquet.
"The world's turmoil is beyond my generation, and as soon as I enter the world, the years rush...I...I heard that when I took Qi Yuankang last night, this was a poem written by Qian Qian? It's such a good poem..."
It has been a while since he ascended the throne, but when facing some old brothers, Fang La is not used to calling himself me like this. Now when he talked about the song "Swordsman", his smile was a bit surprised. Shao on the side
The queen smiled and said: "I feel strange after hearing this. This child is usually the best at wielding swords and guns, but I didn't expect that she would come up with such a poem. I do know that she admires talented people... You two
Prime Minister, you are all well-educated people and are familiar with Sissi. Do you think this poem was written by her?"
Among the people present, Lou Minzhong was a well-educated scholar. After pondering for a while, Lou Minzhong said: "Poetry is so vast and profound that it is difficult to tell who wrote it or not for whom it was written at a glance. But Qianqian usually seems to be messing around.
, In fact, she is a very wise person, I don’t think she would lie about this matter.”
Shao Xianying was not a literati, and he only regarded Liu Xigua as a junior, so he asked the question casually, but Lou Minzhong was a mature and prudent person, and literati also took this aspect very seriously. In this circle, if someone ruins his reputation by plagiarizing, he will be punished in the future.
It's hard to get along. Although Liu Xigua is not in this industry, he just gave an ambiguous answer at this time, but Zu Shiyuan on the side laughed after he finished speaking.
"The great wisdom mentioned by Lou Xiang, I think it is true. To be honest, the poem is actually simple and to the point. It does not use too many allusions and does not have too many obscure words. However, the ambition in it is quite amazing. If you are not a bold and unruly person, I am afraid
I can't do it. To be honest, I think this poem is exactly in the style of our girl Dabiao. Although Ba Daoying has also recruited a few well-educated people now. But because of their well-educated people, this kind of poem is probably more popular.
If it doesn't come out, it's unlikely that someone will write it as a ghostwriter..."
After Zu Shiyuan finished speaking, others discussed it, and a man sitting a little further away frowned: "However, in the conversation about grand ambition and hegemony... isn't it a bit too much..." This man's name is
Gao Yu, an official and a minister, was quite capable, but even though he was left behind at this time, his qualifications were not very good among this group of people. When he said what he said, Fang La waved his hand.
"Haha, what's the matter? We are talking about Hongtu Hegemony. What Ba Daoying has been doing over the years, isn't it Hongtu Hegemony? Oh, Xianying, think back to the beginning. The little girl was quite ambitious and wanted to be the empress. I did too.
I agreed to her. Although her surname is not Fang, I regard her as my legitimate daughter, and I will have to allow her to live in the city and the whole place in the future. Gao Qing's family, don't let her hear what you said, otherwise she will hunt you down with a knife.
, I can’t keep it either…”
Gao Yu was obedient. Although the queen next to her, Shao Xianying, smiled, she frowned and said softly: "If this poem was really written by Little Watermelon, it sounds... isn't it a bit decadent? What a grand plan and hegemony, talking and laughing, cannot be better than a lifetime."
Drunken in the field, the world is like a tide and people are like water..."
Fang La was stunned: "Over the past few years, probably... this child also feels a little tired..."
When he said this, he couldn't help but think of all the events along the way, from Liu Dabiao's death to Qi Yuankang's rebellion last night, and the various dead people he had seen around him. Naturally, the girl named Xigua also watched all this pass.
, and then slowly grew up. There are just some things that men think about. Naturally, their mood is different from that of women. Several people in the palace who were familiar with Liu Xigua thought about it and sighed: "Qianxi has grown up too."
Later, Zu Shiyuan said: "Speaking of which, our Liu family girl is already past the age of getting married." When he said this, he looked at Lou Minzhong beside him.
Fang La also sighed: "I'm always fighting, fighting back and forth, and it's delayed... I haven't met anyone who is suitable."
Shao Xianying said: "I haven't seen any suitable people, but this kid is very ambitious and I haven't seen anyone he likes... Speaking of which, we elders don't care much about Da Biao when he is about to die.
At that time, the child was entrusted to us...Husband, do you think...it's time to find someone for the child?"
Shao Xianying is a hero among women. She and Fang Baihua were in charge of military matters. Although she became queen now, Fang La is still called Fang La. In her opinion, a girl in her late twenties is tired.
, naturally it’s because she’s so old but doesn’t have her husband’s family yet. Fang La nodded: “But who should I look for? In all these years, have you ever seen her pretend to be nice to any man, especially...
If we find someone about this kind of thing and he cuts him with a knife, how can we spread the word about it?"
The incident when Lou Jingzhi was almost hacked to death with a knife was still fresh in his mind. It's not that hacking a few people was a big deal, but a girl's family still has reputation. If she really hacked the man she was dating, what would happen next?
Looking for her husband's family. Speaking of the second half, Fang La couldn't help lowering his voice. Shao Xianying whispered: "How about Chen Fan?"
"It's not right for two people to fight when they meet. You say they are happy enemies, but if they fight all day long after they get married, who can stand it..."
Just as he was talking, Zu Shiyuan over there interrupted with a smile: "How is Mr. Lou?"
"who?"
"Which Mr. Lou?"
"Xiang Lou's eldest son."
It was not an overly formal occasion, and Lou Minzhong and Zu Shiyuan had a good relationship, so Lou Minzhong just sighed and glanced at him: "Prime Minister, although the Lou family and the Liu family are family friends, I also prefer Qianqian as my daughter-in-law.
, but it’s not like you don’t know about the fact that the dog was almost hacked to death, so why bring it up as a joke again..."
"This is no joke." Zu Shiyuan said with a smile, "The two of them didn't have a close relationship at the beginning, and Qianqian had that kind of temper, so it would be quite embarrassing if something happened, but after these days of contact, maybe
Has there been a turn for the better? I heard that Sissi was attacked last night, and Jingzhi was at the scene and offered help..."
Lou Minzhong frowned: "Is there such a thing?"
"Did Jingzhi not explain it in detail when he went back?"
The information reported from various places about the assassination of Liu Dabiao by the three brothers of the Qi family the night before was actually a bit vague, but the main idea came out. Liu Dabiao worked side by side with Lou Jingzhi, and the assassins led by Qi Xinyong, Qi Xinyi and Qi Xinhan of the Qi family
During the fight, it was also explained that the matter was deliberately arranged by Liu Dabiao to settle the grudges according to the rules of the world, and Lou Jingzhi was in the right place. No matter what the situation was, Ning Liheng was naturally omitted.
Lou Minzhong knew about his son's assassination last night, but the source of the news was different. Lou Jingzhi returned home feeling disgraced, and of course he never mentioned Liu Xigua. Lou Minzhong had a lot of things to deal with, so of course he was relieved to know that his son was fine.
I ignored it for the time being. However, Zu Shiyuan saw it this morning and began to have some reverie in his mind. Whether it is a hero saving a beauty, a beauty saving a hero, or a private group on the long street fighting side by side, of course there is drama between young children.
La. He intended to be a good cause, so he said it now, which shocked Lou Minzhong. After all, he was quite fond of this girl who single-handedly supported the Ba Dao camp. If his son really has hope, of course he will too.
Happy to see it come to fruition.
Lou Minzhong's attitude was ambiguous, Zu Shiyuan laughed happily, and everyone started gossiping. When Zu Shiyuan added more details about last night's situation and his own speculations, everyone suddenly felt that there was something interesting. You and I would like to talk about this matter.
The discussion started in one word.
Now that the children are older, they really need to get married, right... (To be continued...)