The child muttered dissatisfiedly: "My sister is a very nice person, so she won't bully me..."
"That's a noble person. You kid, aren't you called a noble person?"
"No, no, it's my sister, a sister who's more beautiful than a fairy!"
Tong Su couldn't help but curl her lips as she listened to the women and children arguing quietly in the crowd.
Qinghe and his subordinates dispersed the crowd and led Tongsu through the rough stone road and entered Yuanrongyuan.
As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, Tong Su was stunned, with surprise flashing in his eyes.
Originally, the green plants in the mansion were only towering trees, but here they are all replaced by exquisite flowers. There are roses in spring, gardenias in summer, golden chrysanthemums in autumn, and wintersweet in winter. There are flowers in full bloom every month and year;
The northwest has more sunshine and less rain, so most of the buildings have flat roofs, and the appearance looks gray and low-key. However, at this time, the houses in the courtyard are all with cornices and brackets. They are far less exquisite than those in the palace, but they are also the ones that Tong Su is most familiar with. Beijing style!
The ground was paved with smooth, green bluestone slabs, and not a speck of dust was visible. Thinking about it, even if she was wearing a floor-length palace dress, she wouldn't have to worry about getting her clothes dirty when she walked...
The decoration in the room is even more warm and gorgeous, almost like a replica of her palace in Beijing!
It was extremely in line with her preferences. Almost all the good things in the general's palace were brought to her. The servants who served were all warm and enthusiastic, which made her feel more comfortable than in the palace.
"Would it make people feel uncomfortable if this room is made so luxurious?" Tong Su considered, "Only when the soldiers are united can the morale of the army be stabilized. If such an exquisite courtyard is built here, the soldiers will probably understand. Angry."
She originally wanted to say this to Qing He, but just a moment after she finished speaking, a smiling man's voice rang out.
"The soldiers are united, but they do not want Your Majesty to share the joys and sorrows. If there is any hardship, just ask me to come. This world belongs to Your Majesty, and there is no reason for His Majesty to be wronged."
Tong Su turned around in surprise: "General!"
Three steps away from her, she saw a man in a black casual robe with a long body and a gentle smile, looking at her quietly.
He stretched out his hand to her and chuckled:
"I'm too tired from driving on the road. Not long ago, someone found a hot spring on the mountain. The water temperature is just right and it can relieve fatigue. Why don't your Majesty go take a bath and relax?"
Tong Su's eyes glowed.
"At the foot of the mountain, there is a horse farm where famous Dawan horses with light golden coats are bred. After your majesty rests, you can go to the horse farm to ride horses. I wonder if your majesty would like that?"
Tong Su couldn't bear it any longer and kept saying, "I'm very willing!"
Genless grassland, blue sky and white clouds, galloping horses, brave generals - if you have such blessings, why ask for more
While the horse hooves were trampling in the northwest, there was a dead silence in the capital palace.
"Your Majesty, haven't you found it yet?"
A high-pitched voice sounded from the empty hall.
The main hall is already deep, and it is blocked by layers of curtains. The sunlight cannot penetrate at all, and it is gloomy and oppressive. The incense burner is lit with ambergris, but the richness does not bring relief to people's mood at all. On the contrary, it makes people feel more cramped and dull. .
In a high position, nine thousand years old, he was sitting alone and peacefully. His loose clothes were flowing on the floor. When he looked closely, he saw that the robe was actually embroidered with a four-clawed dragon pattern that only princes and kings could embroider!
The high-pitched and feminine curses echoed in the hall, echoing layer by layer.
"If you act poorly, kill all those who were sent out and come back empty-handed, and hang their heads on the city gate as punishment!"
The maids knelt down quietly in a row in the corner, trying hard to control their fear, but they were still so frightened that their faces turned pale. One of them couldn't bear the psychological pressure and suddenly rolled her eyes and fainted. The other maids suddenly showed despair.
"How do you learn the rules? Drag them all down and give them thirty punishments. Those who are still alive are sent back to learn the rules again. Those who are dead are thrown into a roll of straw mats and fed to the wolves!"