Chang'an was forced to close the city just two days ago.
In order to rescue their emperor, King Chen's army marched mighty towards Chang'an, but was blocked outside the city of Chang'an. But in fact, Bai Yi's credit is not great, although he also laid ambush and traps.
Chang'an had two full days of torrential rain before this. This was the biggest factor in organizing reinforcements. After all, the waterway hub in the city was better. The water was drained into the river, and the moat was flooded. All of them were washed and submerged. King Chen's army not only lost a lot of soldiers, but also washed away a lot of food. They had to temporarily abandon the siege and garrisoned outside Chang'an City.
In the afternoon, Mui Kui was sitting in the house doing embroidery, and the big peonies were so lifelike. Zhuo Xiaolou never knew that Pun Kui also had such a cunning side, so he couldn't help but sighed in admiration, but then he thought about Pun Kui's identity before coming to Chang'an, and suddenly felt that her cunning was not so strange.
Zhuo Xiaolou walked in with a lamp in hand, but Mu Kui couldn't lift his head and said to her, "Open the window a little, it's too dark."
Zhuo Xiaolou said: "You can't open the window, it's windy outside." After a pause, he said, "It's raining and it's dark outside."
Yan Kui frowned, and the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment, but he moved to the candlestick, a strand of hair on his shoulders fell, almost swept into the fire.
Pun Kui complained, "The rain is so noisy that people can't rest in peace."
Zhuo Xiaolou looked at the swaying tree shadows on the doors and windows, and said, "It won't be a few days."
Mui Kui didn't speak this time, Zhuo Xiaolou turned around and saw that she was still carefully embroidering peonies with her head down.
"What is your sister embroidering for?"
"Make a new skirt." Mu Kui raised his chin, took the embroidered cloth in his hand away as if in admiration, and looked at the candlelight, "Make a new skirt for dancing."
Zhuo Xiaolou knelt down beside her and asked her, "It's so dark, it hurts my eyes, it's not too late to do it in two days."
Yan Kui smiled, looked at the embroidered cloth, and said, "It's too late, there's no time..."
Zhuo Xiaolou did not make a sound, and lay quietly on her lap. The sound of rain and wind outside the window was unbelievably noisy, but it was so peaceful. Pun Kui put down the embroidered cloth in her hand and gently stroked Zhuo Xiaolou's head. She found that the little girl's face was slowly turning from immature to mature and beautiful. She looked at it for a while, and suddenly said softly, "Xiaolou, you Don't be a dusty woman, when the battle is over, you can go back to your hometown."
Zhuo Xiaolou shook his head slightly.
"You don't want to?" Mui Kui laughed in a low voice, "Don't look at my scenery and think that everyone in the brothel is like this, I also suffered a lot."
Zhuo Xiaolou looked up at her: "Then sister, come home with me."
The sadness in Kui's eyes condensed. She sighed and said with a faint smile, "Me? I have no way to go, how can I go home with you."
They were not talking and had nothing to say.
The candles flickered that night, and their silhouettes could not be seen clearly.
Mui Kui followed Zhong Yi honestly, wrapped in thick fox fur, against the wind, he climbed the city wall of Chang'an City step by step.
Zhong Yi said that Bai Yi had not closed his eyes for four or five days. When Kui opened the door and entered, he was holding his forehead to look at the map. In the dark room, there was only him alone. He didn't even know that the candle was about to burn out, so he said without raising his head: "Go out, I said I want to be alone."
Huan Kui covered her mouth and laughed, which made him finally raise his head and see that it was her, as if he was still in disbelief.
Bai Yi stood up, walked to her side, and touched her face tentatively. Even though he was sure it was her, he still murmured, "I thought it was a dream."
Yan Kui still laughed and didn't speak, but Bai Yi suddenly reacted, frowning and scolding: "Who asked you to come?"
Zhong Yi walked out from behind Huan Kui, gave a military salute in a proper manner, and said loudly, "It was the last general who brought Miss Huan Kui."
Bai Yi didn't expect her, and said angrily, "Who told you to do this? Don't you know it's dangerous here now!"
Zhong Yi was neither humble nor arrogant, lowered his eyes and did not speak. However, Yan Kui smiled slightly. She knew men and women better. No matter how Zhong Yi was a hero among women, she was still a woman after all. Her tender heart would never let Bai Yi leave it alone. So, she came to herself, to the one person she looked down on, the only one who could help her persuade Bai Yi.
Pun Kui put down his hood and comforted Bai Yi a few words. He seemed to be holding back the attack, but he didn't blame Zhong Yi any more, he just ordered: "Send her back quickly." After speaking, he turned to look Xiang Huan said, "Weak, you go back first."
Mui Kui tilted his head and looked at Bai Yi a few times, then turned his head slightly and smiled at Zhong Yi, and backed away silently to Fang Fang. Bai Yi called Zhong Yi but got no response. He knew that the two of them must have made up their minds, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Weak, what are you guys playing? It's really not safe here, listen to me, go back quickly."
Yan Kui nodded and said softly: "I know, that's why I came." She gently stroked his face: "You are very tired, you should rest."
"Weak, I'm not tired." Bai Yi smiled and held her hand on his warm chest.
Ling Kui's body froze, but he didn't see it, so she continued: "But when I came, you were obviously very tired. You should rest, Bai Yi."
Bai Yi heard what she meant, squinted his eyes slightly, was silent for a long time, and then smiled: "The army is under the city, the arrow is on the string, rest means a failure, I will not rest, and the Bai family will not rest, weak, you understand Is it?"
Mui Kui's eyes fell not far away, and the lantern depicting the white rabbit was placed by Bai Yi in a regular manner next to his desk.
Looking at his eyes that were as dark as a pool, Mui Kui said, "I won't say anything. I'm here today because I agreed to come here to dance."
He saw the long red dress in her fox fur, his eyes softened, and he smiled: "Yes, you said it."
The old wooden door of the city gate building was slowly pushed open, and the creaking sound was a bit harsh in the narrow room, and the heavy rain in Chang'an, which lasted for almost seven days, has become sparse and hazy every day. The sky finally revealed a ray of light.
Standing on the edge of the scarlet door, she stretched out her hand to untie the fox fur's belt, lowered her eyes and smiled, and then turned her head to stare at the man sitting at the desk. Today, she put on the most delicate makeup and the most conspicuous shirt. The rouge on her red lips was bright and beautiful, which made her look sharp in this wind and rain. She smiled and said something to him in a gentle voice.
You still don't believe me, I am Kui.
Sitting behind the desk, Bai Yi didn't hear clearly, there was a trace of doubt, but it was quickly dismissed. He watched her walk out of the gatehouse. The unstoppable wind and rain hit her, but it didn't make her look embarrassed. Instead, she seemed to lift up her fiery red dress and shawl, dazzling and outrageous.
There was always a smile on his face, ringing his head, looking back, and jumping lightly, letting the red silk flutter in between, the silent dance, and the dance was always heartwarming.
This is a beautiful dance, an unparalleled dance. However, dancing like this makes Bai Yi's face slowly sink, and the jade cup slowly tapped in his hand no longer moves.
Zhong Yi, who was standing on the other side of the city wall, frowned, and the young general next to him came over and asked, "Miss Kui dances so beautifully. I haven't seen it before, but she looks familiar. She dances... yes... "
"It's a battle song!" Before the teenager could react, he heard Zhong Yi's sharp voice. When he came back to his senses, Zhong Yi had already raised his gun and looked over to Mu Kui. He patted his head and remembered that this dance was really the entry song of the Dayuan Royal Family! He was fortunate enough to see it once in the military camp, but now this dance has been slightly changed, and there is no drum and piano accompaniment, so I haven't seen it for a while. But what is the meaning of Miss Mui Kui dancing the dance composed by the Da Yuan royal family in the Bai family's army
Zhong Yi was aggressive, and before she could walk in, she was suddenly stunned. In the swirling red silk, Mui Kui glanced at her silently, her cold eyes with a hint of goodbye. She reacted in an instant, and shouted Kui's name, but she was still a step too late.
This young female general who became famous and experienced on the battlefield watched the woman in red jumped down from the tower with her own eyes. Her red dress swept a curve in the air, like a gorgeous red butterfly, after fluttering the hot flames, Destroyed instantly. Bai Yi rushed out of the room. He was so crazy that he wanted to grab the corner of Pun Kui's clothes, but he was pulled by Zhong Yi who arrived, and then the swarming soldiers surrounded him without leaving a trace of light. he.
Mu Kui died, after the storm in Chang'an. The haze of the sky for many days finally dissipated, and the sun shone on the road when she came, and on her broken body.
Zhuo Xiaolou stood in the attic and looked up at the brilliance, looked at it, and suddenly smiled. The man walked out from behind her and stood silently beside her, holding the broken jade flute in his hand.
On that day, there was another mutiny in Chang'an, the emperor was rescued quietly, and the trapped soldiers regained control of the military. Bai Yi, the son of Bai Huai, not only failed to defend Chang'an, but was also kidnapped into the Hanyuan Hall for trial, and then acted as a man who suppressed Bai Huai from thousands of miles away. Chess pieces, were confiscated in the prison.
Zhuo Xiaolou went to see him two days later. At that time, the remnants of Chang'an had been eliminated, and the arrogance of the Bai family had been exhausted, but this man was still dressed in meticulous white clothes, which seemed out of place in this dilapidated and sturdy cell.
Seeing her, Bai Yi smiled indifferently, and had a few idle moments. He seemed to be just confirming his own thoughts and said to her, "You are the little girl by her side."
Zhuo Xiaolou's expression did not waver, he just looked at him quietly, as if trying to find something from his face, then Bai Yi turned his face away: "They said that someone broke in with my tiger talisman that night. Gong Wei, falsely passed the military order and let go of the general of the Sixteenth Guards. I think that person is you."
"It's not me." She said lightly, "I don't have that ability, and your soldiers won't let me go." Zhuo Xiaolou lowered his eyebrows, it was true that someone faked Bai Yi's order to let the Chang'an guards go. The general thus rescued the emperor who was trapped in the palace, and also broke the situation that Bai Yi forced the palace to imprison the city. But Zhuo Xiaolou just forged his tiger talisman, because she once got that tiger talisman.
Bai Yi was a little surprised when she heard her continue: "That person is not me, but a messenger under your command. Before he joined the army, he was a salesman, and you wouldn't know him."
"Oh? Then I really don't remember." He smiled indifferently, smiled and calmed down again, like a lunatic.
Zhuo Xiaolou looked at him, still in an indifferent tone, and said, "Then you probably don't know that her dance was not for you."
Bai Yi lowered his head, his forehead hair covering his eyebrows.
"She said that she wanted to jump to the reinforcements under the city tower. Her jump was not to disturb you. It was just a signal, a signal to tell King Chen that you could attack the city."
Bai Yi closed her eyes, her face pale, "She still hates me."
Zhuo Xiaolou looked at him like a hopeless patient, sighed, and said, "You still don't understand why she did this. Don't you understand whether she hates you or not?"
He suddenly thought of the words she said on the tower that he didn't hear clearly, and somehow, the words suddenly became clear at this moment. He was silent for a long time, until Zhuo Xiaolou no longer had the patience to leave, he finally finished paying homage to the girl in his memory, then smiled, and said to Zhuo Xiaolou, "You are actually very similar to her. Without looking at her again, Bai Yi turned around and stared blankly at the pillars in the cell, as if caught in a long memory.
Zhuo Xiaolou stood for a while, then turned to leave, but heard him whispering softly behind him: "I finally know that she is Kui."
In the thirteenth year of Zhaoming, this farce of the Bai family came to an abrupt end.
In order to commemorate the girl who stole the tiger talisman for the country and sacrificed herself to the city, the emperor built an incomparable platform in the west city alongside the inner viewing platform of the Daming Palace. The name of Kui, which has not been recorded by historians, has appeared frequently in unofficial history. Her life as a fireworks woman should have been plain and described by literati as magnificent and ups and downs. Of course, her character is also depicted as great and sincere. Even if there is an occasional legend that tells her so coquettishly and arbitrarily, few people believe it. They would rather think of the sacred and noble image of this girl who died for the country than to think about all that she has experienced as a firework girl.
In fact, no matter how long the time is, there are always a few people who know what kind of person Mu Kui is.
What kind of person is Kui
She is vain, self-willed, arrogant, lustful, loves money like her life, pretentious and has no sympathy. Compared with many girls who are in the dark but in the mirror, her character is extremely poor. Maybe it is just a story about her that makes her look pitiful and cute in the eyes of some people. Those who don't know her story, those patrons who have patronized her, will only look at the towering Wushuang Terrace in the west city of Chang'an after they are full of food and drink, and say with a smile, that woman named Mu Kui is a real woman. , bad woman.
Before entering Yubei Square, she bumped into a hawker selling mirrors. The other party was rarely shy and left without waiting for an apology. She wanted to look back, but was pulled by the hand and walked forward.
That year, she followed in the footsteps of the guide to the attic of Yubeifang.
The cicadas in the late summer have not stopped, but the sunset has slowly set, leaving a ray of afterglow hanging in the sky far away. The person who led the way slowly moved away, and she saw a girl in brocade clothes and delicate makeup standing on the edge of the Langan, slowly turning her head to look at herself under the reflection of the setting sun.
Downstairs, there was still the sound of a salesman hawking a sale. She was gently pushed by the person behind her, and she walked forward involuntarily.
In the Ao Temple in the distance, a group of geese flew by, Wushuangtai was dyed a layer of gold by the sunset, and Chang'an was still Chang'an.
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