It's the first day after snow, and the snow is falling from the branches.
In the cold night outside the tent, the starry sky was bright and cold. Inside the tent, Shi Fuqiu was furious and asked questions again and again.
Li Fei took the gilt hand stove wrapped in brocade by Lian Yan and put it into her arms. A burst of warmth spread from her palms. Her face was calm and her tone was calm. She lazily raised her eyes and glanced at Shi Fuqiu: "I'm not crazy. , even more awake than ever before.”
Shi Fuqiu couldn't help but take two steps back and looked at the sister who had grown up with her since childhood.
Only then did he realize that he... had never understood her at all.
When Shi Fuli was a child, she was like a beautiful doll, soft and delicate, and spoke in a soft voice. In addition, Shi Fuli was a troublemaker since she was a child, so her parents were very fond of Shi Fuli. Lots of pampering.
Although my father was a fifth-rank Councilor for General Affairs, not to mention extremely powerful, his family was fairly well off.
Shi Fuqiu grew up being beaten, scolded and punished, but Shi Fuli gradually matured into a beautiful child under the protection of her parents.
Every time Shi Fuqiu was punished and imprisoned in the woodshed, Shi Fuli would always sneak some delicious food and pass it to him through the window.
Shi Fuqiu still remembers those sparkling eyes, and her slightly reproachful tone when she complained to him: "Brother, why are you locked up again..."
Later, when Shi Fuqiu was twelve years old, his mother died of illness. When his father slipped Shi Fuqiu out of Huajie Liuxiang again, he could no longer bear his indulgence in drinking and sex, so he cruelly threw fifteen-year-old Shi Fuqiu away. Entered Gu Jiajun.
The day he left, Shi Fuli timidly hid behind her father, with tears in her eyes. The moment he turned around and stepped out of the city gate, Shi Fuli suddenly shouted: "Brother, I'll wait for you to come home."
Shi Fuqiu actually felt a trace of warmth in his heart at that sound...
After he entered the military camp, he spent every day dawdling at first, until news came that Shi Fuli had entered the palace. The letter vaguely revealed that because her father's rank was too low, she was also oppressed and ostracized in the palace. Only then did Fuqiu change his life of decadence and climb up with all his strength.
The two brothers and sisters supported each other inside and outside the palace, and this was how they became Empress Li and General Shi.
However, after returning to Beijing this time.
But he couldn't understand Li Fei more and more. Although she still talked to him affectionately and called her brother sweetly, he never felt a trace of the past warmth from her.
Shi Fuqiu looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with a shocked expression: "Li'er, how did you become like this?"
Concubine Li's hand holding the stove tightened, and then relaxed again. Ever since she entered the palace, Shi Fuqiu had never called her that way again.
"If you want to take something, you must give it to me first." Concubine Li did not raise her head to look at him, but just reached out and patted the low stool beside her.
Shi Fuqiu hesitated for a while, then sat over and waited for her next words.
"If Xincheng is destroyed and the Zhao army learns that your troops have returned to Chang'an, Zhao Dingshan will have no choice but to send troops to help Xincheng first after weighing the pros and cons." Concubine Li turned the wine glass in her hand with a determined expression: "As long as Zhao Dingshan goes, Xincheng It can still be taken back, so you can rest assured.”
The shock in Shi Fuqiu's eyes only increased: "Aren't you tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall? General Zhao has gone to the new city, what should Han Yang do?"
Li Fei chuckled: "Brother, if there are no foreign enemies to disturb Zhao Dingshan, if he breaks camp and returns to the capital, and the imperial power falls into the hands of others, how can you and I survive? We are just delaying the time, as long as Zhao Dingshan is unable to return to the capital. , Chang'an has completely fallen into our hands, and after the bloodbath of the imperial city, Jun'er will inherit the throne, and it is legitimate. By then they will no longer have an excuse to raise troops and return to the capital. Are you still afraid that you will not be able to fight back the lost city? "
Shi Fuqiu's breath was stagnant, and his heart was shaken when he looked at the extremely beautiful profile of her profile.
How did his weak sister become so cruel and ruthless
The plan was actually to massacre the imperial city and kill all the Xiao family, leaving only Xiao Yanjun to succeed him, so that Zhao Dingshan would no longer be able to rebel.
The generals of the Zhao family for three dynasties could not lead the troops to overthrow the Xiao dynasty and establish themselves on their own. Zhao Dingshan was loyal and patriotic throughout his life. Even if he was unwilling to do so, he could only surrender to Xiao Yanjun in the end and protect the Xiao family for him.
"Alright, brother, just rest peacefully. You have to welcome the arrival of the garrison tomorrow morning." Concubine Li looked sideways at Shi Fuqiu and smiled sweetly, like a pearl growing moist, glowing with an unusually moving brilliance.
What emanates from that brilliance is a dazzling ambition that cannot be looked directly at...
At the same time, Lord Hou and Yu Yecheng, who were heading west, did not know that earth-shaking changes had already occurred in the palace.
As soon as the Marquis arrived at Wuzhou, he received the news that Mianxi had been lost. The official road was covered with ice and snow. If he continued to ride the carriage, he might have been attacked by the Gu family army before he reached the halfway point.
In desperation, the Marquis had no choice but to send Cong Ting to the Wuzhou magistrate's residence first, asking him to prepare a boat and go directly west.
Yin Guangbo has been promoted from the ancient Anhui magistrate to the magistrate of Wuzhou. From the correspondence between Kong Changhui and others, he learned that the young marquis of the Hou Mansion was the noble man who took good care of him back then.
Therefore, when he heard that Cong Ting was an attendant of the Hou Mansion, he was very excited at first. But when he knew that they were going west by boat, he tried his best to stop them.
Although the official road is slow, it is safe at least. Now that there is heavy snow and all the ferries have been closed, Yin Guangbo is naturally unwilling and unwilling to let the Marquis take this risk.
He hadn't had time to repay his kindness, but he didn't want to be the first to become the young marquis's father-killing enemy.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and an angry Cong Ting drew his sword at each other to force each other.
Yin Guangbo, on the other hand, frowned and refused. It was easy to talk about anything, and there was no need to talk on the boat.
Rather than letting him personally escort the Marquis across the river and narrowly escape death, it would be better to die under Cong Ting's sword so as to be worthy of Xia Chu's care that day.
If something happens to Mr. Hou, how will he face his former classmates when he returns to Beijing in the future, and how will he give an explanation to Xia Chu...
Finally, he dragged the Marquis to his residence and told him the truth about the Gu family army's current situation.
Faced with the great right and wrong, Yin Guangbo made a difficult decision, and ordered his attendant Le Lai to spend a lot of money to find some experienced fishermen, and personally selected a group of outstanding sailors to escort the Marquis across the river.
Before leaving, the Marquis ordered Yin Guangbo with a solemn expression to go up to Hu Yingmao, the governor of Wanzhou, to remind him to take precautions in advance.
He went to stop the Gu family army, but he actually didn't know what the odds were, let alone the final outcome. He had to make early plans for the road to the west.
Yin Guangbo responded with complicated emotions. Looking at the increasingly bad weather on the river, he was even more worried about the safety of the Marquis during his trip...
(End of chapter)