Yan Xun smiled lightly, took a sip of tea, and said, "You are right."
The greenhouse is very warm, Yan Xun prefers orchids, the orchids in the room are fragrant, the warm wind blows gently, making people want to get drunk.
Yan Xun raised his brows slightly, and asked softly, "Ah Chu thinks, what should I do?"
"You have already made up your mind, so why come to ask me?" Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice, "If you marry Zhao Chun'er, you will be killed in the future; if you don't marry her, you will be disobeying the imperial decree and disobeying the emperor's order." , the heart of treason is clearly revealed, and catastrophe is imminent in an instant. How can you be so smart as to not be able to weigh the pros and cons?" After finishing speaking, Chu Qiao smiled and said slowly, "In the past seven years, how big is it? We have survived the insult and the predicament, let alone a mere woman now? Oh, the emperor is looking for a way out for himself to cover up, so we are not delaying time, we only feel sorry for Zhao Chun'er's infatuation."
Yan Xun's complexion gradually changed, and there was a trace of loneliness and hard work in his indifference. He said slowly: "Is this your real idea? It turns out that you have already planned for me."
"You and I have shared blessings and misfortunes for many years. Life and death, honor and disgrace have long been one body. Naturally, I want to plan for you." Chu Qiao said in a deep voice, "Besides, even if I didn't tell you, you would have made the same decision. Last night , you already told me."
Yan Xun was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled, "Ah Chu is indeed the person who understands me best in this world."
Chu Qiao stood up, smiled relievedly, stepped forward and patted Yan Xun on the shoulder and said, "Of course, we grew up together, and it is a bond of life and death, and this will never change."
Yan Xun looked at Chu Qiao's relaxed smile, smiled too, nodded and said, "Yes, it will never change."
"I'm leaving first. I'm going to serve in the Xiaoqi Battalion soon. Before I leave, I'll say hello to Zhao Song."
Yan Xun nodded, stood up, and said, "Give him my regards as well."
Chu Qiao turned around and walked out. As soon as she reached the door, her footsteps faltered and she stopped. She clenched her fists slowly and then released them. She repeated this three times, but she still didn't go out. Yan Xun seemed to know that she had something to say, so he didn't press the question, just stood quietly.
"Yan Xun, the love between children is long, and it is inevitable that the hero will be short of breath. You still have many wishes that have not been fulfilled, and the big things are the most important."
Yan Xun's heart was cold for a while, he didn't make a sound, just watched the girl's back gradually disappearing in the layers of emerald green of the flower hall, and remained motionless for a long time.
Ah Chu, I gave you a drop of water, but you repaid me with a spring. So, in the face of your monstrous kindness, how should I repay it
The afternoon sun was shining brightly, but suddenly, Yan Xun felt that everything was so dazzling.
On March 14th, the sky was high and the wind was clear, wintersweets were in full bloom, and snow began to fall at noon, everything was as usual. The topic of the dignitaries in the imperial capital still revolved around the fact that the prince of Yanbei was going to marry Princess Chun, the most noble bloodline. All kinds of speculations were secretly gaining ground, and there were undercurrents surging inside and outside the imperial city.
However, amidst this chaos, no one noticed that the city defense troops of the Green Camp Army changed camp an hour earlier, and a corner of the west city gate opened early in the morning, an hour earlier than usual.
When receiving this news, Yan Xun was drinking tea in the flower hall, wearing a light robe, with a relaxed expression on his face. The musicians in the verandah are playing a song "West Boat Flower Night", the tune is melodious, with hundreds of turns.
The corner of Yan Xun's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled faintly. Ah Jing stood aside, quietly waiting for Yan Xun's instructions, but Yan Xun just waved his hand lightly, ordering him to go down, and took out a stick from the box next to him, and threw it out.
The music paused and stopped. The aged court musician picked up the music stick on the ground, glanced at it briefly, and was slightly taken aback. Immediately, the sound of the zither full of killing and killing suddenly sounded, and the sound was agitated, like breaking a metal stone.
Yan Xun laughed, beat the time to the music, and recited aloud: "Drunk with the murderous sword, beheading eight hundred heads of the enemy, drunk all over, holding the snow to bury the remnant red."
Chu Qiao stood outside the door, her fingers felt slightly cold, she raised her head, and saw the white snow flying in the sky, and black goshawks circling and screaming above her head.
How fast did the unrest come? Just like the grassland after autumn, after a kindling is sown, it spreads rapidly, fiercely, and instantly monstrous.
In the afternoon, when the snow cleared, a memorial from Xiaoxiaocangcao of the household department was handed over to the desk of the elders' home, saying that the household department was short of food and money, and the birthday banquet was difficult to pay, and the disaster relief food in Zhongzhou was withheld, and the victims were in turmoil , Cannibalize big households and hurt countless people. Some people secretly exchanged bad rice for the food and grass of the soldiers in the camp in the east, so that some people were poisoned and died. Half of the 41st Army mutinied, causing tens of thousands of casualties. The aristocratic family is greedy for ink and fills their own pockets. What follows is a series of frightening figures.
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and all the wind and rain in the imperial capital were triggered by this small household department.
What followed was an astonishingly quick thorough investigation and dispatch. The order of the Presbyterian Council was in chaos in an instant, followed by the fiery proclamation from the military. An hour later, an astonishing conclusion was brought to the stage: Zhongzhou's disaster relief was under the jurisdiction of the governor of the capital, and before Zhao Qi took office, it had been under the supervision of Muhe Xifeng. The Ministry of Grain's military department is in charge of the grain department's general manager Song Duan, and everyone in the capital knows that Song Duan is the favorite grandson of the former head of the Mu He family, Mu He Yunting, and his status in the Mu He family is comparable to that of a direct descendant. eldest son. The governor of the imperial capital had a deficit of 800,000 taels of gold, and the Ministry of Food and Beverage had an empty debt of 20 million gold baht.
The elders will make a decisive decision and go to the Shengjin Palace. The head of the Muhe family, Mu Heyunye, kneels at the palace gate, begging the emperor for mercy, and then bites back, pointing out that Xiao Xiaocang Cao is a member of the Wei party, and the data he made are all false. Not enough to believe.
Surprisingly, the Shengjin Palace closed the gate and no one came. However, just when Mu Heyun couldn't kneel down, a secret order was sent out to the Zijin Qianmen: Mu He's corruption of ink was huge, and his dereliction of duty was serious. Hefu, arrest a group of criminals, if there is any resistance, they will be executed on the spot!
Just when Zhao Qi was sneaking towards Mu He's house with the soldiers and horses of the green battalion, Private Shangfang brought the expensive and luxurious clothes for the engagement banquet, and Yan Xun stood in the middle hall, and respectfully sent the private Shangfang's Courtesy officer, the gift money is generous, and the accompanying staff will all give rewards.
The Baoluo Jiayi donated by Sai Kung, the world-renowned Sujin blind embroidery, the python dragon entrenched, the five claws ferocious, and the brilliant gold silk embroidery thread outline, almost resurrecting those eyebrows and eyes. Chu Qiao knelt down and fastened the golden and brocade belt for Yan Xun. The strong fragrance of Su He pierced her nostrils, and even her breathing was no longer smooth.
The room was very quiet, and all the servants had dispersed, Chu Qiao's figure looked a little weak under the lights, her neck was fair and graceful, her ears were snow-white and cute, her chest was slightly bulging, she was no longer the lifelike man she used to be when she pretended to be a man Tomboy.
Yan Xun exhaled lightly, and asked slowly, "Ah Chu, when is your birthday?"
Chu Qiao stood behind him, straightened his shoulder straps, and replied, "I don't remember."
Yan Xun was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was unwilling to say: "You are going to be sixteen soon, and you have to show respect."
Chu Qiao shook her head, "What do I want to pay attention to?"
Yan Xun suddenly fell silent, opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know how to speak.
Chu Qiao walked around to the opposite side of him, frowning and looked at the blue map of Qinghai Yunqing on the front, there was a spot of silk in the upper corner, I don't know if it was intentional or negligent by Shang Private Square.
"Take it off, and I'll hook the silk thread back."
Yan Xun was stunned, "You know this?"
Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him, "Who mended your clothes when you were young?"
The woman sat under the lamp, her brows furrowed and she smoked.
Yan Xun's thoughts seemed to drift away all of a sudden, why did he forget, on those cold snowy nights, the house was drafty, cold and gloomy, the girl sat by the charcoal brazier, embroidering little by little with the faint candlelight The Jinpa clothes of the ladies of the palace are used to please those lazy servants of the Shangyi Bureau, and win a little bit of poor food and coal.
He can still recall her posture, bent over, small body, sometimes so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she would lie on her knees and sleep for a while, her profile was very quiet, and she never complained.
Over the years, he has tried his best to restrain himself from recalling the past, fearing that hatred will blind his reason because of those things. So he actually forgot how the girl in front of him helped him survive during those lonely trekking times. She cooks and sews clothes for him, she looks out for him, she seeks medical advice for him, she lets him shave off the empty airs of martial arts, teaches him close-to-hand combat, and teaches him the practical skills of knives, spears and sticks. She wrote military strategies for him, and she stayed in this huge cage swallowing her anger for him, being bullied and beaten, but she never said a word.
This girl is thin, powerless, but has the strongest heart in the world. When his whole world collapsed, she used her thin shoulders to carry his broken sky and tried her best Life props up the space for one party to survive.
"Okay," the girl stood up, walked in front of him, and said, "Give it a try, the engagement banquet will be in two hours, there can be no mistakes."
A low sigh suddenly came from the man's mouth, he opened his arms, and immediately hugged the girl in his arms, resting his chin on top of her head, and whispered wearily: "Ah Chu."
Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, her whole body became stiff for a moment, she gently pushed Yan Xun's arm, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"
"Don't move," Yan Xun said softly, "Just let me hug you for a while."
Chu Qiao's body gradually softened, she also slowly stretched out her hand, wrapped around Yan Xun's waist, pressed her forehead against the man's chest, and stopped talking.
"Achu, don't blame me." Yan Xun said softly, his voice was low and hoarse, as if the autumn wind was blowing, "I have done many things you don't like these years. Soft hands, but I know that you are a person who truly distinguishes between good and evil. The tea merchants in Lingnan, the boat owners in Huaishui, the rice and grain merchants in Shengjing, and those Yanbei officials who did not obey orders... The blood on my hands It’s very heavy. I just don’t want to be like before, watching the people around me being bullied and hacked to death, but I can’t do anything about it. But now, I’ve worked so hard and done so much, but I still have to be manipulated and can’t obey myself will not protect you."
Chu Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly pursed the corners of her mouth. Some warm current slowly rushed through her heart, with those inexplicable and indescribable emotions, pecking at her mind like ants. It's not that she doesn't understand, but she still shook her head and said: "I fully understand, you don't have to worry about me, those soldiers from the Xiaoqi Battalion may not be able to catch me."