In autumn, the mountain scenery seems far away and very close.
The desolate coolness gradually fades away, and the empty mountain scenery, accompanied by the endless chirping of cuckoos in the mountain stream, lingers in the vast Phoenix Mountain; large mist rises from the river, and the rolling mountains seem to be smeared A layer of soft milky white and white mist is ten times more powerful than the flying snow, rendering the quiet Phoenix Mountain hazy and psychedelic, appearing and disappearing.
The gray dome, all covering the towering mountain tops, gradually dimmed, dimmed, showing the curling green smoke bordering the sky and the mountains, and then turned into a piece of naturally carved jade, blue and moist. , the brilliance can be learned.
In early autumn, Phoenix Mountain is completely silent.
At this time, the sky suddenly brightened, sweeping away the gloom and mist of the dawn, slowly awakening the sleeping plants and trees; the silver-white dawn slowly revealed a striking crimson, reflecting the morning glow. The snow-white window panes of Phoenix Temple seem to be plated with a gilt coat, which makes people dizzy.
The sun moved to the middle of the sky, and the bright sunshine fell gently through the layers of clouds, spreading all over the tall and simple Phoenix Temple...
On the top floor of Phoenix Temple, there is a quiet attic. It occupies a small area and only has two floors of small wooden buildings. The building is slightly old and looks very inconspicuous. It should be because it has not been repaired for a long time.
Although the outside of the building is depressed, the inside of the building is bright and clean, and it is spotless. It looks like it has been cleaned all year round. This is just an ordinary small attic in the Phoenix Temple, but it is the residence of the current queen.
Second floor, main hall.
The light yellow shadow pours into the spacious and empty attic, as if the ground is covered with gold, reflecting the autumn sunshine that shines directly into the building and the smooth white jade floor, shining brightly.
At this time, on a table with red sandalwood carvings and passion flower patterns, there were two fine silver tea cups, filled with milky white milk tea, which slowly steamed, and the fragrance of milk overflowed and steamed. .
Across the long red sandalwood table, two women with very different styles sat face to face, showing two pleasing styles: one had a calm face, graceful and luxurious, embodying the heroic spirit and spirit of a Xianbei woman who could not be inferior to a man. Shulang; a jade-skinned woman with ice-cold skin, bright eyes and white teeth, full of the gentleness and elegance that a passionate girl cannot conceal.
The autumn wind outside the building blew the dark yellow window paper, making a faint sound.
I saw Dugu Yuanji, dressed in red and Hufu, with a solemn expression, sitting high on the phoenix throne, saying nothing. Decades of wind and frost swords seemed to have never left merciless traces on the Queen's face, which was still as bright as before; she twisted the Buddhist beads in one hand while calmly staring at the man in green in front of her. The elegant girl in the skirt is thoughtful.
Under the gaze of the Queen's clear eyes, Xie Wanxin sat quietly in front of the case, and was concentrating on writing Buddhist scriptures. Her handwriting was like a gurgling clear spring, gently flowing out from the end of the pen, beautiful and smooth, leaving only the sound of rustling on the paper; The charming and beautiful face of Miss Xie Si is still as calm as ever, like a spring water with rippling blue waves, expressing an unblockable love of spring.
Not far away, Dugu Yuanji was half-leaning on the phoenix throne, twirling Buddhist beads in her hand, and glanced casually in this direction, with a look of approval on her face and a smile on her lips.
I think back then, Her Royal Highness the Queen, who was born in a Xianbei family in the North, was also born with unparalleled splendor and was known as "the most beautiful woman in Xianbei". Although she is no longer the same as before, her charm is still there, and she has always maintained her sacredness as the mother of the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, when she witnessed the beautiful face of the girl in front of her, Empress Dugu, whose mother was in the world, inexplicably felt a sense of beauty that I felt pity for in her heart.
In the eyes of the Queen, Xie Wanxin has a beautiful eyebrow, a peach-blossom face, a waterfall-like long dark cloud hair, tied high into a standard "flowing cloud bun", a delicate jade face, and a face as beautiful as water. Hibiscus, under two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, flashed a pair of bright eyes, glancing at them; her beautiful cheeks were covered with a light layer of rouge, but it still couldn't hide the frequent spots between her eyebrows. A touch of melancholy, looking very pure and pure.
The female official Yunying who was standing beside the phoenix throne gently filled a cup of warm milk tea and brought it to the queen with both hands. Dugu Yuanji took the tea cup and slowly took a sip of the fragrant milk tea, with a smile on her face. smiled slightly.
"In the past half of my life, from Beixiurong to Beijing, and then from Qiandi to Chongde Palace, I have experienced ups and downs over the past few decades. I think I have seen countless people; within the palace walls, among the nobles, there are many beautiful people. , there are not a few women with excellent talents, learning, and wisdom, but I have seen all the women in Shangjing, and you are the only one who can be so calm in the face of the stormy waves."
The Queen's words, as light as spring water, turned into gusts of breeze and floated softly into Miss Xie Si's hair, completely silent; however, she did not stop writing there, and continued to copy without any influence. Scripture, responded quietly.
"The sage praises me erroneously. I am a weak woman with little knowledge. How dare I be judged like this?"
Although her words were respectful, she revealed the unique temperament of a girl from a wealthy family: proud, cold, and noble.
After hearing this, Dugu Yuanji was startled for a moment, then nodded and smiled. For a moment, the Queen Empress actually had some kind of illusion. This girl's posture and temperament were actually somewhat similar to Erlang's. Beneath the exterior lies a rock-solid stubbornness and arrogance.
"I have long heard that Erlang met a strange woman from a famous family. When I met her today, her reputation was indeed well-deserved. You, my child, are exactly what I like. It's just that I'm taking advantage of my Erlang's bastard."
"My daughter wants nothing more than to live together for the rest of her life."
After saying that, Xie Wanxin smiled, and the tip of the pen was slightly drawn back to write the last stroke of the last word. Then she stopped the pen, placed it on the edge of the inkstone, and gently blew the faint ink marks on the paper.
The sun shines through the window grilles and shines directly on Xie Wanxin's graceful body. Her back is exquisite, her hibiscus jade face is slightly raised, and she is staring directly at the beautiful scenery outside the window. A row of broken wild geese and solitary birds pass across the sky sadly. In front of her, there seems to be a large white rolling cloud, and it seems to be an endless expanse of nothingness. realm.
The girl sits quietly, her graceful and graceful figure is so gorgeous; the jade neck of the swan is as white as snow, and it is so beautiful that it makes people's hearts sway. Every frown, every move, every move, seems to be curling up from the scroll. Created such a stunning beauty.
Yunying stepped forward and offered a cup of warm milk tea, then carefully picked up the piece of scripture, walked slowly to the phoenix throne, and presented it to the queen.
"saint."
Dugu Yuanji took the scripture and unfolded it gently; when she unfolded the scripture, the queen's charming eyes were instantly attracted. The beautiful small characters on the red paper reflected deep in Dugu Yuanji's eyes. They were smart and elegant, and had strong bones. They didn't seem to be written by a woman at all, but more like the handwriting of a master calligrapher.
At the same time, Xie Wanxin was also quietly watching Her Royal Highness the Queen on the throne. This was the first time she had such close contact with the Queen like today. You want to know, what is the identity of the woman in red in front of me? She was the mother of Erlang, His Majesty's first wife, the ruler of the Sixth Palace, the most noble woman in the world, and the only Empress of Zhou Dynasty with Xianbei bloodline in the history of the country.
At this moment, the pretty face of Miss Xie's fourth daughter was quite moved, and she couldn't tell whether it was joy or nervousness.
"In the past, ten thousand Bodhisattvas have always preached among them..." For a long time, the queen read the scriptures carefully, and she felt that her mouth was fragrant, just like the blossoms of a pear tree, and she had endless aftertaste.
Dugu Yuanji nodded with satisfaction.
"The small characters on the red paper are elegant and elegant. Yes, you have your heart."
"The saint has been praised too much." Xie Wanxin raised her head and met the queen's phoenix eyes, her face showing the purity of a girl.
The Queen put down the scriptures and looked at the dignified girl in front of her. The more she looked at her, the happier she became, and the more she looked at her, the more she fell in love with her. After a while, Queen Dugu, dressed in red, smiled, her smile as warm as spring in March.
"Miss Wan Xin, it's our first time meeting you. I don't have anything to give you. You are a smart child, so I won't say more. So..." the queen looked back, "Yun Ying. "
"My slave is here."
"Go into my inner coffers, get some fine jewelry, and give them to Miss Xie Si." Dugu Yuanji ordered calmly.
"Here, saint." Yunying said.
At this time, Xie Wanxin stood up. Her graceful figure, with her flowing skirt and rainbow-like sleeves, made her look even more charming. The aqua blue skirt she wore today perfectly accentuated her soft and delicate figure. Outlined, the long skirt is as clear as the waves of the lake, and the pink butterfly inlaid with filigree cloud patterns is looming among the flowers. On the pretty flowing cloud bun, except for an extremely ordinary white jade hairpin. , without any decoration, the girl lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, with a quiet and gentle expression, just like the hibiscus on the pond, without a trace of dust.
Her brows are lightly swept, her green clothes are plain, and there is no trace of ornamentation or delicacy. However, her beauty is so cold and pure that it makes countless women feel sad and sad, and even makes the men in the world confused and fascinated.
Xie Wanxin slowly knelt down, bowed her head and said in a clear voice.
"I shouldn't refuse the saint's gift. But... I heard that the saint has always been frugal, and the curtains of Chongde Palace have not been replaced for many years. Wan'er has little virtue and does not dare to damage the reputation of His Highness. "
But he saw that Dugu Yuanji had a smile on her face and her expression became more and more warm.
"Don't worry, it's just a few pieces of jewelry. Besides, we will be a family soon. Although His Majesty has not nodded yet about you and Erlang, I will tell him personally, and I believe His Majesty will agree."
As soon as she finished speaking, a large blush appeared on Xie Wanxin's clear face. She couldn't tell whether it was a shy or obscure expression. After a brief shyness, she pursed her red lips, raised her eyes slightly, and stared at Gao Ju. The queen of the phoenix throne then stood up and bowed respectfully again.
"The saint...if he really wants to reward my daughter, then my daughter will be bold and want to ask for a reward from the saint."
"Ask for reward?" Dugu Yuanji was slightly stunned for a moment, looking at Xie Wanxin quietly.
Immediately, Xie Wanxin slowly took out a thin booklet from Yunxiu, and presented it to the queen through Yunying's delicate hands.
"This is?"
Dugu Yuanji opened the book and found that it turned out to be a roster. It was densely packed with dozens of unfamiliar names. Layers of doubt enveloped the face of the mother of a country.
Suddenly, a faint smile floated on Xie Wanxin's peerless beauty, still calm and composed despite her freshness and refinement.
"Hui Sage, my daughter's father, has a manor outside Beijing. These people are the children of local poor families. They have been working in the village since they were young, and their food and clothing are provided by the Xie Mansion. Now, they have grown up, and there are a few more. They have reached the age of marriage, and my father feels that it is not an option to let them do farm work all the time. Therefore, my daughter wants to ask for a favor from the saint, and begs him to make a living for them."
After reading the roster, Dugu Yuanji remained calm and said softly, "Oh."
"This matter is not difficult. I will tell His Majesty later and ask the Shangjing Mansion to find a job for these children."
"My daughter thanks the saint for his grace." Xie Wanxin bowed and her words were filled with emotion.
The queen calmly stared at the beautiful girl in front of her, reached out to pick up a cup of milk tea, and took a sip. The smile on her face became more and more obvious.
"You are a girl, you are as careful as your hair, and you have a blue heart. You are somewhat similar to me when I was young, but I don't know..."
Speaking of this, Dugu Yuanji let out a long sigh, her breath deep and low.
"That's all. You and Erlang are both still young. You may not understand some things I tell you now. You will naturally understand them when you have experienced more things yourself."
"The saint taught you earnestly, and Wan'er will keep it in mind." Xie Wanxin pondered slightly, and after a while, she slowly showed a confident smile.
When Dugu Yuanji saw this, she just frowned and nodded, with a thin layer of spring under her lips, but there was a hint of worry floating in the look between her eyebrows.
"I hope it goes as you wish."
Outside the small building, the west wind blows silently through the ancient Phoenix Temple.
…
Under the Phoenix Temple, there were still crowds of people, and the noise was endless.
Along the long corridor eaves in front of the Phoenix Temple, turning to the southwest, along this way, there are fewer and fewer attics, and the grass and trees are withered, and the tall and grand ancient Phoenix Temple is also being covered by the steady pace of the man in white. He was left far behind and disappeared.
The sound of hunting wind blew across the solemn and frost-covered face of the King of Jingbei.
Xiao Changling's face was always as calm as ever, and in the depths of his deep cold eyes, two clusters of weak ghost fires seemed to be burning. Although the flames were not big, the fire was still bright and could set off a scorching flame at any time. All the ghosts in the world.
The sun spread across the earth, casting Xiao Changling's handsome figure. Under the light of autumn light, the elegant and unrestrained attitude of the commander-in-chief in white suddenly appeared between heaven and earth: a handsome face, handsome eyebrows, deep pupils, straight nose, and two bright piercing lips. God's piercing gaze. Only those who have experienced the tempering of blood and fire can forge such a set of steel and iron bones that combines coldness, perseverance, and suaveness.
His Royal Highness, the young King of Qin, saw many palace maids and maids along the way, all of them bowed their heads to avoid the way. Behind Xiao Changling, followed a large number of brightly armored and fully armed guards. These soldiers were Qin The personal bodyguards of the royal palace are also the personal followers of King Qin Xiao Changling - the "Wolf Roaring Guards".
As we gradually walked towards the back garden, even the palace maids and eunuchs rarely saw it. The entire back garden of Phoenix Temple was exceptionally quiet. There was some rainwater remaining on the stone path. There was no sound of insects or birds, and there was only silence.
The vast mountain scenery looks dreamy and blurry because of the bright autumn light on the horizon.
In the back garden of the Phoenix Temple, there is a small terrace, which can withstand the annoying autumn wind; the terrace has been deserted and lonely for a long time, silent, only the reed marsh in front, and some unknown birds, standing on the swaying On the reed pole, their wings are vibrating gently, competing to show off their crisp singing voices. The crisp birdsong, like flowing clouds and flowing water, rolls over the green reed waves and floats in the moist air. The lingering sound slowly spreads along with the fragrance of flowers.
Xiao Changling climbed up the steps, and the jet black cloak draped over his shoulders also followed the footsteps of King Qin ascending to the terrace, passing only ten steps of bluestone, like flying flowers chasing the waves, leaving no trace.
As for the Wolf Howling Guards who were all covered in black armor, the moment Xiao Changling climbed up the stairs, they had already stopped a stone's throw away from the terrace and lined up in a scimitar-like manner; the entire guard was full of murderous intent, and everyone had their hands Holding the Jingbei sword, he stood proudly.
The King of Qin, Xiao Changling, was standing on the terrace, dressed in white with a black cloak over his shoulders. Covered by the sky, he was elegantly dressed in white, proud of the snow and frost, as if he was about to topple Yanzhi Mountain, where the snow never melted all year round. The wind blows up the corners of his clothes, just like his heroic posture when dancing with a sword. The sword is rustling like a dragon, leaping thousands of feet into the wind, as if leaning on the sword to cut through the clouds and split the shadows, full of heroic spirit. .
This unparalleled Lord of Jingbei's entire body exudes a coldness and arrogance that cannot be looked up to. Coupled with that cold gaze, it shivers to the core of his bones.
The air gradually became stagnant.
On the terrace, Xiao Changling stood tall, holding on to the railing with both hands, his eyes shining like the stars and the bright moon, looking out over the past, full of desolation, sadness, and withered yellow, like a splash-ink landscape painting. , reflected in his black and white eyes, causing him infinite melancholy...
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Xiao Changling said coldly, his voice as sharp as a knife.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Heima, the commander of the Wolf Roar Guards who was standing next to Xiao Changling, held two military reports, took a step forward, cupped his fists and saluted.
"Your Majesty, these are two good news reports sent by General Su Yi from the camp. One is from Monan and the other is from Yanjing. Your Majesty, please take a look!"
Hearing the word "good news", the outline of Xiao Changling's face relaxed slightly, revealing an extremely rare look of suddenness; but soon, this short-lived suddenness disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, Xiao Changling looked calm, raised his head and looked forward coolly, and in a moment, firmly threw out two words.
"Won?!"
These two words, an understatement, brought together the clatter of horse hooves on the northern border, the roaring and killing sounds in the desert sky, and the powerful faith and self-confidence of an unparalleled commander.
"We won." Liu Heima nodded and replied decisively.
Suddenly, a long and wild laugh suddenly sounded from the terrace, spreading throughout the world.
When the laughter ended, Liu Heima took the military report and was about to hand it to His Highness King Qin. Unexpectedly, Xiao Changling gently raised his right hand, made a simple gesture, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Not urgent."
I saw Xiao Changling's face filled with condensation and solemnity, "Father's birthday banquet will begin soon. When the time comes, you must obey my orders, and I will show off my victory to the court."
"Your Majesty, why is this?" Liu Heima was puzzled.
At this moment, Xiao Changling stood still, his eyes as sharp as arrows, staring straight at the thin clouds on the horizon, with a panoramic view of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"This,... was originally a birthday gift from Gu Dao to my father. I, Xiao Changling, just want to let them know who is the pillar of the Zhou Dynasty! Gu Dao wants to see whose gift can compare with mine. This one is even more valuable.”
"The general understands."
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On Phoenix Mountain, the gorgeous autumn sun reflected a tall figure in white, standing upright on the terrace, looking up at the sky.
