In the early morning, there was a figure on the top of the mountain who was boxing leisurely. As he breathed and breathed, his fists were full of energy. Not far away, a woman holding a cat sat quietly on a cliff and watched quietly. After he finished punching, the woman stepped forward, held the cat in one hand, and took his hand with the other, and the two returned to Linxi Thatched Cottage together.
"Is the injury getting better?"
Guiliu nodded and said: "Much better. In a few days, the strong inner strength my mother gave me will be almost refined. I will rest for another day today, and then go down the mountain tomorrow and try to get home before New Year's Eve."
Wang Sizhi frowned slightly and said worriedly: "Is it too hasty to leave tomorrow? You are so seriously injured, you should rest peacefully for a few days."
"Without further delay." Guiliu shook his head, looked at the magnificent golden sea of clouds in the distance, and said softly: "There is no reason not to go home during the New Year. Your father must miss you too. This New Year, we must reunite."
Wang Sizhi thought for a while and asked: "How many people were there during the last New Year celebration?"
"Eight people." Guiliu recalled the past with a dazed look in his eyes, "On New Year's Eve, Qingxue and Taozhi helped their mother make dumplings, Jin Zhi and Qiuli wrote Spring Festival couplets, and my father and I carried ladders to hang Spring Festival couplets and peach charms everywhere. My sister She had a cold temperament and did not participate in any activities. She just sat at the table and drank all afternoon. As a result, she fell asleep on the desk during the banquet of the ministers. "
Gui Liu smiled and said: "Although Qiuli is gone this year, your father will probably be involved as well, and there is also my mother's favorite. When I return to Beijing, I will pick her up from Chunxian Tower and discuss it. By seniority, she is also considered my sister."
Wang Sizhi lowered her eyelashes slightly, leaned against Gui Liu, and said softly: "It must be very lively, so nice."
The corners of Guiliu's lips curled up, "That year on my birthday, my father held a long banquet, and thousands of people came to the palace to present gifts. Do you know how much those wealthy women and ladies wanted to enter the palace to see me? I was the only one. I wrote an invitation for you in my own hand and asked Qingxue to send it to you. I thought that even if you didn’t want to come, you had to come because of His Highness the Crown Prince’s personal invitation. It’s a good thing for you, you didn’t come, or even He didn’t even reply with a rejection, and he didn’t take me seriously at all, so I was very unhappy at the birthday party that year.”
Guiliu pinched her chin hard, narrowed his eyes and joked: "You are not forced by the powerful, you are not tempted by fame and fortune, what now? Aren't you still in my hands? When you get home, you will get married immediately. Ah, just stay by my side for the rest of your life and don’t even want to go anywhere.”
"Then please, Your Highness..." Wang Sizhi narrowed her beautiful red eyes and blew gently into his ear, "Get rid of all those women who are an eyesore, otherwise, don't blame me and help your Highness manage the harem."
They were clearly extremely gentle words, but Gui Liu's whole body went cold after hearing them, and he asked cautiously: "I said, if, if I had a concubine that I particularly liked five hundred years ago, what would you do?"
"What if?" Wang Sizhi sneered, "That vixen, after I pushed her into the well, I had the well sealed. Your Majesty even punished my concubine for this."
Guiliu felt more and more uneasy and quickly changed the subject, "I heard that the Beauty Review will be released all over the world in a few days. If nothing else, you should still be number 8?"
Wang Sizhi glanced at him and asked: "Whether it's eighth, eighty, or not on the list, is it possible that you still don't want me? You don't care how high I rank this time."
Guiliu was left speechless.
After the morning practice, the two took a quiet path back to the thatched cottage by the stream. Beside a bubbling pool of hot springs, Wang Sizhi stopped. Just as Guiliu was puzzled, she knelt down, picked up a handful of soil with both hands, and said softly: "Just send it here."
"That's fine."
Guiliu took out the brocade bag, packed it with soil, and looked into the distance.
The soil from Shuanghua City, the soil from Fanke Mountain, go to Jitu Academy to get another handful of soil. On the way back home, Xinghua Town, Qingqian City, and Green Belt City also have to get another handful of soil each.
When you leave your hometown, you collect soil, and when you return home, you build your tomb.
It's a pity that I couldn't put Wu Peixian's head in front of Chen Luyao's parents with my own hands.
"Si Zhi, you go back first, I'll go to the abbot's place."
"I want to go too!" Wang Sizhi said without hesitation.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you reacting so loudly?" Guiliu's eyes were strange.
Wang Sizhi said nothing, her pretty face turned slightly red. She thought Giliu wanted to ask about the Sui Dynasty five hundred years ago. It would not be a good thing if the old man told everything. At least for now, there are still many things that Geiliu cannot know.
"Be good, you go back to eat first, I will go back soon." Guiliu persuaded.
Wang Sizhi's aura suddenly changed and she said coldly: "I told you, I want to go."
"Okay, okay, go, go, go."
Soon, Wang Sizhi discovered that he was wrong, and he was very wrong. Guiliu just asked the old abbot for a loquat seed, but there was nothing else.
As for the loquat seed, she could probably guess it.
That poor woman is called Chen Luyao.
In the capital, the majestic Qintian Prison.
The little child did not doze off for the first time, with a sullen look on his face, "May I ask the Queen, what does Your Highness think? Acting so arbitrarily has caused all the chess games that have been painstakingly planned to come to nothing! The Chiang Kai-shek's camp occupies the battle line. If there are not hundreds of thousands of people, then But a total of 200,000 people! If a war breaks out, the Dajing Dynasty will inevitably be in war within a few years, and the people will be in dire straits! Queen, if you were Emperor Dafeng and learned that the Dajing Dynasty was in internal troubles, what would you do? Even if If you don’t think so, based on the nature of the old emperor, do you think he would sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, or would he lead a million cavalry south? In other words, thanks to the blessing of the prince, the Dajing Dynasty is now suffering from internal and external troubles! "
The little child continued to sneer, "His Majesty the Emperor has been aggrieved all his life, carefully keeping the monarch and his ministers like water, trying to start from small things, and resolve all the conflicts bit by bit. His Highness, the Crown Prince, first asked for the Chunwei Examiner for Li Zixin, and then got angry. The slaughter of the Jiang family and what they have done are pushing the Dajing Dynasty into the abyss step by step!"
"Presumptuous! He is the future emperor!" Qin Fang was furious, turned around and strode away.
When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped without turning around and said coldly: "My child has been wronged all his life since he was a child. What happened to his willful behavior?! Remember, he is different from his father!!"
The Armored Pagoda headed for the Jiang family camp, led by the veteran Wang Zhenyi who had defeated the hussar general. On the towering tower, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not drink alcohol for the first time, and calmly looked at the densely packed iron-clad pagoda in the distance.
At some point, Qin Fang also climbed onto the tower and stood beside Gui Qing.
"Your brother has really done a great thing."
"Don't you blame him, mother?"
Qin Fang shook her head and said softly: "Your brother has too many burdens on his shoulders. He has never been relaxed since he was a child. Chen Luyao died and became a victim of power struggles. Even her innocent parents were implicated. This It is destined to be a lifelong pain for your brother. So he does not want to see any innocent person, anyone who should live a good life, become a victim of Machiavellian schemes. There is no reason why anyone must die in the world, let alone a four-year-old. A five-year-old child? Your brother has been stabbed in the heart time and time again. It would be strange if he could still bear it. No matter what he does, even if it is a big thing, his mother will help him carry it. People Ah, there must be a time in this life when you can put everything behind you and just follow your heart's choice."
Qin Fang took Gui Qing's hand and said with a smile, "Have you been looking for Xiao Hu Mei these days?"
"No."
Soon, Gui Qing added: "She was the one looking for me."
"This year's Chinese New Year, your brother probably won't be able to come back. On New Year's Eve, you will accompany your mother to pick up Xiao Humei."
Guiqing turned around and said coldly: "Mom, just go by yourself."
"Really?" Qin Fang held her chin with her hands and said with a smile: "Then I'll tell Xiao Hu Mei that Gui Qing doesn't like you and doesn't want you to go. If Xiao Hu Mei cries so much that it rains down on her, mother won't care. You Find a way to coax yourself."
"It's boring, just like Yiniang."
Guiqing sighed helplessly, turned around and walked down the tower.
"Wait a minute." Qin Fang suddenly called out to Gui Qing.
"Mom, I want to ask you a question." Qin Fang looked up at the sky and said softly: "What do you think Wang Sizhi will choose?"
"How does mother want her to choose?"
Qin Fang said without hesitation: "Of course Mom hopes she can marry into the Gui family. In fact, Mom has been paying attention to her since she was very young. Mom really likes her."
Gui Qing said calmly: "I'm afraid Mom will be disappointed."
"Is this so?" Qin Fang said to herself in a daze, standing on the tower in a daze, speechless for a long time.
Last night, Qingxue quietly left the city and guarded the post road fifty miles away from the Jiang family camp.
Throughout the night, not a single person was seen on this post road.
Her mission was simple, intercept and kill the post envoy and prevent the Jiang family camp from getting the news of Jiang Ai's murder.
As long as there is no news from the Jiang family camp, there will naturally be no action, and the 10,000 armored pagodas can take a preemptive strike.
As expected, there are now three thousand scouts and Qingqi dormant outside the Jiang family camp, waiting for the time to move.
Qingxue, who had been sitting for a long time, suddenly opened her eyes. In the distance, dust was flying, the earth was shaking slightly, and a carriage was speeding.
The intestines of the ancient swordfish flew out from the sword box behind him, and its killing power suddenly increased.
In the blink of an eye, the coachman was stabbed through the chest and fell off the horse. Blood spattered on the curtain of the carriage, which was shocking.
Qingxue just thought of the second sword, hesitated for a moment, and stopped.
In the woods covered with thick snow, a figure fled in panic. As a fourth-grade martial artist, he is not good at fighting, but he is very good at light kung fu, and can leave no trace on the snow. Therefore, it was reused by Jiang Ai. He had long expected that someone would intercept the road, so he quietly jumped out of the car, plunged into the woods, and escaped in the direction of the Jiang family camp.
No matter what, the news of Jiang Ai's murder had to be told to the Jiang family camp. He ran as fast as he could, not even daring to look back. Because the person responsible for intercepting and killing will soon realize that something is wrong and catch up.
Seeing the Jiang family camp right in front of him, he looked delighted and couldn't wait to roar.
"Where are you going?"
It was a charming voice that sounded softly in his ears.
He didn't even hear it completely when he suddenly died.
Half of a slender jade hand exposed his chest, dripping with blood.
"You are smart, but unfortunately, my wife is smarter than you."
Taozhi took out her arm, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood on her hands. As soon as she walked out of the woods, she bumped into Qingxue.
She was still thinking about saying something provocative, but Qingxue glanced at the corner of her skirt and said coldly: "The skirt is stained with blood."
Taozhi was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, Qingxue had disappeared.
So many scouts who were hibernating in the woods could see a woman in a pink dress, who seemed very angry and kept stomping on the spot.
At noon, the deployment of three thousand crossbowmen and ten thousand armored pagodas was completed. A carriage drove slowly into the Jiang family camp, and no one dared to stop it.
Because the coachman was the pinnacle of the Dajing Dynasty's army.
So even though the person sitting in the carriage never showed up, everyone knew it.
The carriage slowly stopped until in front of the huge military tent.
The curtain was opened, Emperor Gui Qi stepped out of the carriage, looked up at the military tent with a solemn atmosphere, and the first words he spoke seemed to cost someone's life.
"My son killed your general, and I apologize to you."
In the carriage, laughter suddenly erupted. It turned out that it was Queen Qin Fang who laughed so hard that she burst into tears.
Knowing that she had lost her composure, Qin Fang stopped smiling, opened the corner of the car curtain, blinked, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry."
In the Qintian Prison, a little child was lying on the cauldron of national fortune. When he saw this scene, he twitched his lips.
It's really a family.
