Chapter 73: Lu Zhuanxi Bridge Suddenly Disappeared (1)
The weather in Kaifeng City is much humid than that in Xingqing Prefecture, and the floating air is also warmer, with more of the pungent smell of trees, flowers and plants, and the smell of people.
Li Qingluan likes this kind of weather and air. She thinks it is much better than Xingqing Mansion at the foot of Helan Mountain.
Working tirelessly over the past few years, her health has deteriorated a lot, especially in her lungs. She often coughs at night and can't breathe when she coughs.
Famous doctors from Xingqing Prefecture had seen it and were at a loss.
Famous doctors from Yanjing Prefecture also visited him and prescribed medicine, but he didn't see much improvement.
The famous doctor in Kaifeng City also saw it. In addition to the prescription, he also gave a suggestion. Let her live on a sunny beach for a year or two. There are trees and flowers, and the sea can be seen, so that there will be bright and warm sunshine and salty sea breeze.
, remove the evil poison from the lungs and have a good chance of healing.
Go to the beach?
Li Qingluan's heart moved at a certain moment. In the past few years, the Xixia Kingdom has been in crisis. She worked hard, was exhausted physically and mentally, and sometimes she really wanted to leave everything behind.
But she couldn't let it go.
After sighing a few words, Li Qingluan took a few breaths of the warm air in Kaifeng City, which still contained the fragrance of the garden of the post house. It wandered in Li Qingluan's body, gently soothing her riddled body.
"Princess, this is a letter asking for an audience." The maid said softly next to her, holding a thick stack of famous thorns in her hand.
After arriving in Kaifeng City, Li Qingluan half-disclosed his identity as the princess of Xixia Kingdom, and soon attracted a group of people.
Li Qingluan's brilliant reputation was originally broadcast in Kaifeng through a newspaper specializing in reporting on the situation in the Liao Kingdom. Various fragrant stories such as "The Bodhisattva in the Flesh" and "The Liao Family Beloved" were widely circulated in the Song Dynasty.
Suddenly I heard that she had come to Kaifeng City, and those who were brave enough to do something good came to visit her and see the truth.
She was extremely gorgeous, spoke elegantly, was good at tuning strings, playing bamboo, and singing poems. He immediately fascinated many disciples. As soon as word spread, many talented scholars from the Song Dynasty came to visit one after another.
Continuously.
In the past few days, Li Qingluan felt unwell, so he closed the door and thanked the guests.
Looking at this pile of famous thorns, Li Qingluan showed disgust.
In the eyes of these so-called romantic men, they are actually no different from the top courtesan in a brothel. They are eager to pursue her, simply because they want to use their beauty to enhance their reputation.
"No, all gone." Li Qingluan waved his hand, as if he was chasing away a swarm of flies.
The maid conveniently threw the pile of famous thorns into the waste basket.
She cleaned her hands and brought a bowl of medicine.
"Princess, this decoction is just right, neither cold nor hot."
"Put it aside, this medicine is too bitter. I don't like bitter things. I took too much." Li Qingluan replied lazily.
"Princess, can I add some sugar to you? The sugar from Lingnan is as white as salt and very sweet."
"White sugar? There are so many good things from the Song Kingdom, and they are almost going to drain our family fortune from the Xia Kingdom."
The maid realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed the subject: "Princess, I will add some honey for you, the nectar of hundreds of flowers in early spring. I heard that it is very useful for nourishing women."
"Put some in." Li Qingluan replied, "This early spring honey is a gift from Concubine Ming?"
"Yes, Princess Ming gave it to me when she attended the Women's Self-Strength Association event the day before yesterday. Princess, the imperial concubine of the Song Dynasty is really heroic, and the concubine De is gentle and smart, better than ours..."
The maid stopped the last words in time and changed the sentence, "I heard that the literati in the Song Dynasty were pedantic and old-fashioned. Why did they still allow women to come out and show their faces?"
"The Song Dynasty adheres to the legacy of the former Tang Dynasty, and the status of women is not low. It's just that some Confucian scholars are stupid in studying and are unable to do anything about military affairs, so they set their sights on weak women. This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. But these people,
We have been beaten so hard by the Zhao Guan family that we can no longer find our way to the north."
Speaking of this, Li Qingluan's eyes showed sharpness, "The Song Dynasty has begun to mobilize women to work to make up for the lack of labor. It can be seen how prosperous its national power has been after two or three years of reform."
The maid tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Princess, is this still true?"
"Do you think that the Zhao Guan family sent their concubines and concubines to make public appearances and hold this women's self-improvement meeting just to please them? The current Song Dynasty is like a ship that has hoisted a big sail and gathered enough wind to break through the waves.
Of course, a big ship needs more labor. Wealth needs to be created by people."
Li Qingluan raised his head, looked at the clear sky in Kaifeng City, and said with a gloomy expression.
"Princess, it's not good!" Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly walked in holding a newspaper.
Li Qingluan took the newspaper and saw the huge headline on it, and couldn't recover for a moment.
"The leader of the Xia Kingdom wrote a personal letter begging for surrender to the Song Dynasty!"
The bold characters are shocking.
What follows is a full text, which contains the exact letters written by Li Qianshun, the Lord of Xia, to the officials of the Song Dynasty.
Lines of words were like rows of ants popping out of nowhere, making Li Qingluan's eyes twitch.
"Mr. Zhang, why did the people of Song Dynasty publish this news?" Li Qingluan turned to ask Zhang Yuanqing, with a bit of panic in his tone.
"Princess, I don't know either. This letter is indeed written by our Majesty to the officials of the Song Dynasty."
Li Qingluan tried his best to wake up his confused mind as soon as possible.
"So, this letter must have been published with Zhao Shisan's approval. What exactly did he want to do? With such a big fanfare, wasn't he afraid that the Northern Liao Kingdom would know about it and prevent our Xia Kingdom from surrendering to the Song Dynasty?
Kingdom? Or maybe he doesn’t actually want to accept the surrender of our Xia Kingdom?”
Li Qingluan's series of questions were not only asking himself, but also asking Zhang Yuanqing.
"Princess, I don't think it looks like it. When I negotiated with the vassal management department of the Song Dynasty Ministry of Rites, they were overjoyed. After receiving the report, Zhao Guan's family met me specially. Seeing their expressions, they were very happy, and immediately told them that the Ministry of Rites
Liu Shangshu, continue to discuss the follow-up details of this matter with our country."
Zhang Yuanqing said cautiously: "Could it be that they want to make it a fait accompli?"
"If we announce it to the public, will we regret it even if we regret it?" Li Qingluan was also suspicious, "No, it's not that simple."
The past experience of fighting Zhao Si told her that there was a big problem here. She was keen and smelled danger in this seemingly ordinary move, but she could not see what the mystery was for a while.
After walking around the room several times, Li Qingluan made an immediate decision, "Mr. Zhang, go out and find out what's the mystery here?"
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At this point, she lowered her voice and said: "Contact Li Furen and Zhang Guangshun secretly and ask them to inquire around. Be sure to find out what the Zhao Guan family has deep meaning!"
"yes!"
Zhang Yuanqing left in a hurry. Li Qingluan looked up at the sky, sighed inaudibly, turned to the maid and said, "Xiaoqing, help me dress up."
The maid hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
She spread her hair, combed it carefully, and tied it into a bun. Li Qingluan quietly let the maid do it, but she was thinking about something in her heart.
"Xiaoqing, the young master is as fat as a pig and has a mouth as smelly as a cesspool. His uncle seems to be in the Privy Council Munitions Department?"
"Yes, Princess."
"Make an appointment with him for me and tell him that I want to go to the Cherry Blossom Garden in Qionglin Garden to enjoy the flowers with him."
"Princess, why do you have to harm yourself?"
"The defeat of the country will cause great sorrow. This is all I can do." Li Qingluan murmured, with endless sadness on his face and a trace of perseverance floating in it. This chapter has been completed!