It was foggy in the early morning, covering the inside and outside of the ancient city of Hangzhou. The waterway and city walls were shadowy. On the field, it was impossible to see the movement three or two feet away. Occasionally, there were carriages passing by. It appeared like a beast in the field of vision, and after a while, it got into the white expanse at the other end of the field of vision and disappeared. *1*1*
After I opened my eyes, the fog that I could see temporarily calmed the chill that had come from last night, dividing the solemn and dignified atmosphere in the city into small areas that were only within sight. There were more soldiers on the city wall, but the four sides were confused and the dew was heavy in the early morning. The soldiers in twos and threes just set up braziers and sat around to chat about the turmoil last night and the shortness of their parents. .
Among the overlapping courtyards in the city, the sound of roosters and dogs has not yet sounded. The people who got up early did not rush to go out. I heard the movements of Suosuo and the voices of whispering, and after a while, they were drowned in the rolling mist again.
In the small yard behind Wenlie Courtyard on Xiliu Street, the yellowish lights were already on, the bedroom door opened, and the girl who had just woken up and was not dressed neatly stepped over the threshold. When he looked back, the young man with a bandage on his head rubbed his eyes and wanted to follow him. His temperament was mature and stable, but he was not too old after all. At this time, he was injured and looked like he didn't wake up. The girl turned her head back. Go, pouted and said something, then pushed and pushed and pushed and let the student go back to sleep.
The warm yellow light and shadow swayed slightly, and the two stood at the door for a moment. The original identity was a maid, but at this time, the girl who was also a concubine danced her hands and feet, and she was righteous, but her expression was quite wronged. Sheng made a few moves, indicating that he was in good health, but the reason seemed not to be accepted by the other party. After a while, Sheng reluctantly grabbed the girl's clothes and pulled her back into the room. The girl was stunned for a moment, her arrogant arrogance suddenly dropped, and she shrank her neck: "Ah..."
The door was closed.
"Gu, uncle... it's going to be dawn... uh..."
No matter how strong the occasional aura is, the lamb is still a lamb after all. It is difficult to describe the experience of the little sheep who fell into the hands of the big bad wolf. Clothes probably have to be worn again. During this process, our vision left the courtyard below. The fog covered it again and again. In the office where Hei Lingwei is now in the distance, a young man named An Xifu is sitting at the table writing down the texts. When names like Ning Liheng came into view, he reached out and picked the wick of the oil lamp, a moment later. Put the notice aside again.
In another courtyard in the city, Chen Fan, who had finished exercising, was shirtless and poured a bucket of cold well water on his body. The heat rose from his skin and he let out a long breath. As an unemployed vagabond in Ning Yi's mouth, apart from exercising and visiting, there is actually not much to do every day. He is still paying close attention to the children in Wenlie Academy recently. (1_1) Not much time. He took a burrito and went out. When he passed the door of the next courtyard, he saw the door of the family's courtyard open wide in the fog. The people inside seemed to be anxiously busy with something, vaguely remembering that someone from their house seemed to ask in the middle of the night, probably because they lost their family members last night. The public security in Hangzhou is not very peaceful. He rolled his eyes. This is An Xifu's business and has nothing to do with him.
The vision returned to the city wall to the north, blood rose in the white fog, and the sword light slashed the soldiers' necks. Next to them, the spear flew through the air after bringing out the blood. In a blink of an eye, there were no traces outside the city walls.
The figure appeared suddenly, and the speed was as fast as a locust passing through the border. During the sprint, each shot and gun, and the soldiers in front could not even make a sound. was reaped for life. The speed of the rushing figure did not change after the knife was drawn. When the figures crossed, they hugged the soldier's corpse whose neck had been cut open, and slowly leaned the corpse against the parapet. The companions tied and threw ropes. Land quickly out of town.
On the side of the city, in the temporary palace of the Yongle Dynasty at this time, the meeting has been going on for some time. In fact, after the establishment of the Yongle Dynasty, the meeting was not held very often. The rebels did not pay much attention to it. The leaders could meet and hold meetings at any time. However, because of the rebellion last night, this morning's meeting was obviously necessary. of. After Qi Yuankang's death, how to fill the gaps and how to divide the benefits has already been decided, but there are still many things that need to be discussed and determined. The not-so-lengthy political discussion had come to an end at this time. After retreating from the court, Fang La left a few high-ranking officers to have breakfast together, and Queen Shao Xianying also came out to accompany her, which was equivalent to a family banquet.
"The world is beyond my generation, and as soon as I enter the arena, the years remind me... I... I heard that when I took Qi Yuankang last night, this was a poem written by Qian Qian? What a good poem..."
It has been a while since he ascended the throne, but when facing some old brothers, Fang La is not used to self-proclaimed self-proclaimed like me. At this time, when he talks about the song "Swordsman", there is a bit of surprise in his smile. Empress Shao, who was on the side, smiled and said, "I also find it strange to hear that, this child is the most skilled at wielding knives and guns on weekdays, but unexpectedly she came up with such poems. She admires talented people, but I know... The two prime ministers, you are both well-educated and familiar with Qian Qian, do you think she wrote this poem?"
Among the people present, Lou Minzhong's ancestors were far from being well-educated people. After a little pondering, Lou Minzhong said: "The way of poetry is so broad and profound, it is really difficult to know who is doing it or who is not doing it at a glance. In fact, she is a person with great wisdom, I don't think she will cheat on this matter."
Shao Xianying is not a literati, and only regards Liu Xigua as a junior, and asks questions casually, but Lou Minzhong is a mature and serious person, and literati also attach great importance to this aspect. In this circle, if someone ruins his reputation due to plagiarism, he will It's hard to mix. Although Liu Xigua was not in this line of work, he only made an ambiguous answer at this time, but Zu Shiyuan, who was on the side, laughed after he finished speaking.
"Lou Xiang's great wisdom, I think it is true, to be honest, the poems are actually simple and upright, not too idioms, nor too many obscure words, but the spirit in them is quite amazing, if it is not a heroic and unruly person, I am afraid I can't do it. To be honest, I think this poem is in the style of our Dabiao girl. Although the Ba Dao Camp has also recruited a few well-educated people, but because of the full study, I am afraid that this kind of poems will be written instead. If you don't come out, it's unlikely that you will have a ghostwriter..."
The ancestors finished speaking. Others were discussing, and a man sitting a little further away frowned: "However, this grand plan and domineering talk and joke... is it a bit slanderous..." This man's name is Gao Yu. Ability, but at this time, although it is left behind, among this group of people. Qualifications are not thick. He spoke out, and Fang La waved his hand over there.
"Haha, what's the matter, I'm talking and laughing at the grand plan and domineering industry. Isn't it the grand plan domineering industry that the Ba Dao Camp has been doing over the years? Well, Xian Ying, think back to the beginning. The little girl is quite ambitious and wants to be a female emperor, too. I have allowed her. Although she is not named Fang. But I regard her as a direct daughter. In the future, she must be allowed to live in one city and one place. Gao Qing's family, don't let her hear what you said, or she will hunt you down with a knife. , I can't keep it..."
Gao Yu's promises. The Empress Shao Xianying next to her smiled, but then she frowned and said softly: "If this poem is really written by a little watermelon, it sounds... a bit decadent. What kind of grand plans and domineering business, in the chat and laughter, you can't beat a life of drunkenness and the world. Like the tide and the water…”
Fang La was stunned for a while: "After so many years, probably... This child also feels a little tired..."
He said here. I can't help but think of the various experiences of the uprising, from Liu Dabiao's death to Qi Yuankang's rebellion last night, and the various people who have met and died around him. The girl named Watermelon naturally watched all this pass, and then grew up slowly. Just some things, the man wants to come. The mood is naturally different from that of women. Several people in the hall who were familiar with Liu Xigua thought about it, but they all sighed: "Qian Qian has also grown up."
Then, Zu Shiyuan said, "Speaking of which, our Liu family girl has passed the age of marriage." When he said this, he looked at Lou Minzhong who was on the side.
Fang La also sighed: "There are always wars, fights come and go, it's delayed... I haven't met any suitable people."
Shao Xianying said: "I haven't seen any suitable people, but this child is high-spirited, and I haven't seen any favors... Speaking of which, we elders, but we didn't pay much attention. Da Biao was dying. When the time comes, entrust the child to us... Husband, do you think... Is it time to find someone for the child?"
Shao Xianying herself is a hero in women's middle school. She and Fang Baihua were in charge of affairs in the army at the beginning. Although she became the queen at this time, Fang La is still the original name. In her opinion, a girl in her late twenties is tired of talking. , of course, because he is so old, but he has no husband's family. Fang La nodded: "However, who should I look for? Have you ever seen her say goodbye to any man over the years, especially for this kind of thing. If we find one, he will cut him off with a knife. It's good to say what you say."
He still remembers the time when Lou Jingzhi was almost killed by a knife. It's not that it's great to hack a few people, but a girl's family always needs a reputation. If you really hack a blind date man, how will you find your husband's family in the future. Speaking of the second half, Fang La couldn't help but lower her voice. Shao Xianying whispered, "How is Chen Fan?"
"When two people meet, they fight. It's not right. You say they are happy friends. If they get married and fight all day long, who can stand it..."
Just as he was talking, Zu Shiyuan over there interjected with a smile: "How is Young Master Lou?"
"Who?"
"Which son Lou?"
"Lou Xiang's eldest son."
It's not too formal, Lou Minzhong and Zu Shiyuan have a good relationship, so Lou Minzhong just sighed and glanced at him: "Zu Xiang, although the Lou family and the Liu family are friends, I also like Qianqian as my daughter-in-law. , but it's not like you don't know about the dog almost being hacked to death, so why make a joke again..."
"This is not a joke." Zu Shiyuan laughed, "At the beginning, the two didn't have a deep relationship, and Qian Qian has that kind of temper again. It's quite embarrassing to make trouble, but since the contact of these times, maybe Is there a turning point? I heard that Qian Qian was attacked last night, and Jing Zhi was at the scene at the time to help..."
Lou Minzhong frowned: "Is there such a thing?"
"Could it be that Jingzhi didn't elaborate when he went back?"
The three brothers of the Qi family assassinated Liu Dabiao the night before, the information reported everywhere was actually a bit vague, but the main meaning came out. Liu Dabiao and Lou Jingzhi cooperated side by side to fight with the assassins led by Qi Xinyong, Qi Xinyi and Qi Xinhan. During this period, it was also explained that the matter was deliberately arranged by Liu Dabiao. No matter which aspect of the situation, Ning Liheng was naturally omitted.
Lou Minzhong knew about his son's assassination last night, but the source of the news was different. Lou Jingzhi returned home, consciously disgraced, and of course never mentioned Liu Xigua. Lou Min has a lot of things to deal with, so of course he is relieved to know that his son is safe, and ignores it for the time being. On the other hand, when Zu Shiyuan saw it this morning, he started a reverie in his mind, whether a hero saves the beauty, or the beauty saves the hero, the long street private club still fights side by side, of course, there is drama between young children. He intends to be a good friend, and he said it at this time, which shocked Lou Minzhong. After all, he is quite fond of this girl who supported the Battalion Camp with one hand. If there is hope for his son, of course he is also happy to see it. its become.
Lou Minzhong's attitude was ambiguous, Zu Shiyuan laughed happily, and everyone started gossiping. When Zu Shiyuan added fuel to his speculations about last night's situation and his own speculation, everyone suddenly felt that there was a drama, and you can say something about this matter. A word of discussion started.
The children are getting older, and they are really getting married, aren't they... (...)
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