Xie Glaze Lian's words were full of thorns, but she was such a soft person. At that time, she lowered her head slightly, and a strand of hair on her forehead hung down on her full and even breast. Huanpei sounded softly, warm and fragrant, full of coquettish maturity, and her body was faintly revealing a very attractive pure and fresh taste.

Not far away, incense made with ambergris and orchid leaves is swirling in the incense burner. In the silence of the palace, they all seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

Xie Glaze Lian's provocation was full of sarcasm and anger. The anger was so sonorous that Gongzi Mu Sheng even felt that he could hear a faint echo.

Looking at Xie Glaze Lian like this, Gongzi Mu Sheng couldn't help but sigh a long sigh. His deep dark eyes stared at her for a moment, frowned, and suddenly said quietly, very seriously, without hesitation: "What if you lose? What if you win? In this way, if you are not careful, you will end up in a barren rubble field. In this way, when the smoke and fire are extinguished, what is the use of you and me winning or losing?"

Speaking of this, Gongzi Musheng couldn't help but laugh lowly, the laughter implied mockery, but also implied pity, he said calmly: "Back then, my mother couldn't go away, but now she is in a high position and is in the whirlpool, so she should be more careful." But what's the matter, entering the Ming Hall is like a child's play, without any scruples? Could it be that you hundred-year-old Xie clan really don't want to be famous?"

Gongzi Mu Sheng's words made Xie Xulian laugh coldly, and she reprimanded him mockingly: "Reputation? You ask me if these are not ridiculous? Back in the day, I regarded reputation as dung! Now, I have become your concubine! What reputation can I have?" As she spoke, she glared at Gongzi Mu Sheng coldly, and there was a frightening coldness in her gaze.

Staring, Xie Glaze suddenly strode in front of Gongzi Mu Sheng. As soon as she leaned over, Cardamom's bright red fingertips grabbed the placket of Gongzi Musheng's clothes. She stared at him with a complicated expression, and suddenly, aggressively, and with a seductive voice, she asked him: "Zhou Musheng, I just want to ask you, are you willing to marry Xie Liu? If you marry her, I will have an explanation." Perhaps, I won't embarrass your brothers and sisters anymore. ”

Xie Glaze Lian back then was a well-known talented woman in Yedu. She smiled, the moon was shining, and the mountains and rivers were quiet.

Now, too, she was smiling at him, and she looked at him with a low brow, and she was even more beautiful than before. It's just that the clarity in the old smile is long gone. More than that, all that remains is ruthless coercion and coercion. But if you look closely, there is still a trace of unknown compromise and pleading.

Looking at her like this, Gongzi Musheng's deep dark eyes couldn't help but move slightly. Kneeling, he suddenly felt that this situation was quite funny. For a while, he smiled again, the smile was very clear and light, he glanced at Xie Glaze Lian shallowly, Shaoqing, suddenly lowered his head, and slowly, in her implicit expectant gaze, said undoubtedly: "Sheng's life, don't worry about your mother." ”

However, this is obviously a refusal, Xie Glaze Lian listened to it, as if she hadn't heard it at all. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she smiled. The charming phoenix eyes were still staring at Gongzi Musheng with black and bright black, his eyes drooped, his red lips slowly approached, and he came to his lips, and then lowered and continued to ask him softly: "Zhou Musheng, I will only ask you, are you willing to marry Xie Liu?"

Outside, the autumn wind is bleak, and the shadows of the trees are flying. Xie Glaze Lian's soft voice sounded quietly in the empty room, but for a long time, she didn't get a response.

Looking at her pretty face close at hand, Gongzi Musheng just smiled bitterly and closed his eyes lightly.

Such absolute silence made Xie Glaze Lian laugh out loud.

Smiling and smiling, her voice was worse than crying, Shaoqing, a wisp of red blood overflowed from the corner of her lips, and Cardamom's bright red fingers suddenly loosened the placket of Gongzi Musheng's clothes. She frowned, hatefully, and bitterly screamed at her son, Mu Sheng, "What? Is my Xie family's daughter so bad? Are you so unwilling to marry Xie Liu? Don't you even want to lie to me?"

As she spoke, she staggered back two steps, staring fiercely at the blood stains on Gongzi Mu Sheng's forehead, her face was as white as paper, and she cursed in a low voice: "Hmph! Everyone in the world says that you are knowledgeable and intelligent." But do you know? In my opinion, you are the most hypocritical son in the world! There are many people who have failed me in this world, but if you ask me who I hate the most, it is none other than you, Zhou Musheng!"

As she spoke, Xie Glaze Lian shook her sleeves, turned around, and walked out of the door with a high spirit.

At that time, a cool breeze blew her dress and made her skirt fly, and the ring on her waist also jingled.

Gongzi Mu Sheng raised his eyes to look at her, and saw that she was going farther and farther, and the graceful figure gradually disappeared in the dark palace alley, until it was never seen again, until it seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness.

Suddenly, Gongzi Musheng raised his hand to cover his heart, and the pain made the muscles of his cheeks twitch twice. Withholding it, enduring it, he closed his eyes suddenly, and a tear slowly flowed, whispering to him silently, but one sentence, "The most filthy, the emperor's family." ”

In the eyes of outsiders, after this experience, Empress Lou's children can be regarded as a great loss of vitality. There is even a rumor outside that the Zhou brothers and sisters have both been severely punished. Now in confinement, Gongzi Musheng is lying on the couch. Zhou Rushui even broke his head directly, broke his face, and a fine scar had already fallen on his forehead.

For a time, everyone looked at their noses and their noses looked at their hearts. They all secretly understood the status of Chen Jun Xie's in the court and in the heart of King Zhou. They are even more convinced from the bottom of their hearts that this time, the position of the general of Tianshui City will only fall on the head of Xie Yongzhi, the fifth lang of the Xie family.

But who knew that two days later, when the king of Zhou went to the court, the audience and ministers elected Xie Yongzhi, the fifth lang of the Xie family, as the general, his eyes were cold and his eyes were full of anger. After pursing his lips and looking around the hall for a week, he actually asked the ministers coldly and uncharacteristically: "What? Is it only Xie Yongzhi? Could it be that I am a big country around me, but I can't find a general anymore?"

At that time, there were courtiers who didn't understand the way of Xie Yongzhi who continued to recommend Xie Yongzhi: "Xie Jiawulang Xie Yongzhi is good at riding and archery, and he also has studied the art of war. ”

There are one and there are two, and then a few more people echo one after another:

"We recommend Xie Jiawulang Xie Yongzhi. ”

"We recommend Xie Jiawulang Xie Yongzhi. ”

"We recommend Xie Jiawulang Xie Yongzhi. ”

For a time, the ministers of the DPRK and China all followed it. Hearing this, King Zhou's face changed completely.

His overindulgent eyes rolled slowly, and suddenly, he looked at the imperial historian Wang Jian with joy and anger, looked him up and down, and then asked Wang Jian in a low voice: "Now that the hundred officials have elected Xie Wu, what does the imperial history think?"

At that time, Wang Jian was only six out of thirty, and he was the youngest of the three dukes. He is dignified and fairy-like, and he is very loved and valued by King Zhou on weekdays. Now, in the eyes of the Zhou Dynasty, he still has a calm face, but he raised his eyelids unhurriedly, and said pertinently: "The terrain of Tianshui City is dangerous, and the Hu and Han people live in the city, and the situation is different. The Fu clan has been guarding the city for many years, which can be described as deep-rooted. The city lord Fu Yan is old, and he will be a little conceited. In this way, it is not an easy bone to gnaw on. Although Xie Wu is not bad, he is still a little young. ”

After speaking, the smile on Wang Jian's face was still undiminished, his clear gaze skipped over the right minister Wang Duan, who had been silent, and went straight to the left minister Xie Xun who was standing on Wang Duan's side, raised his eyebrows, and asked Xie Xun directly: "Do you think that your son can be a heavy responsibility?"

Wang Jian's question was too straightforward, which made Xie Xun choke in his throat. Fortunately, the corners of his mouth were raised a little, so he always looked pale and often smiled. At this moment, he also smiled faintly, his long and slender eyes glanced straight at Wang Jian, and he didn't answer and asked: "This question, Wang Yushi has already selected talents?"

Hearing this, Wang Jian also smiled Yan Yan, squinted his eyes, and turned his eyes to King Zhou and said: "Qi Xiang Xià, now among the sons and daughters of the Wang family, there is really no one who can be worthy of the role of a general in terms of talent and learning." With these words, Wang Jian happily retreated from the storm. What he meant was nothing more than that he Wang Jiaerlang didn't want to go to Tianshui City in Nalaoshizi at all, and if you Xie Jiaerlang wanted to go, he would go by himself, and he couldn't find people everywhere.

In this way, King Zhou did not let go of Wang Jian, his eyes narrowed, stared at Wang Jian, lazily, and asked meaningfully: "Yes? How did you hear that you Langya Wang's San Lang have made every mistake and made no mistakes." Such a son, but he only wants to be idle at home and live a mediocre life? This time, how about asking him to go to Tianshui City?"

King Zhou's question made Wang Jian secretly raise his eyebrows. On the side, Wang Duan also raised his eyes, he pursed his lips, and without waiting for Wang Jian to speak, he took the lead in stepping forward. In the fiery gaze cast from all directions, Kankan waved at King Zhou, and replied very seriously: "Your Majesty doesn't know anything, although my son is talented, he doesn't know the art of war at all. Now that he is tossing and turning on the sickbed, he is also empty inside, and he doesn't know how many days he has to live. In this way, it is really unbearable to be a big task at the border. ”

Wang Duan said this, but he completely refused. In this way, his words fell, and a buzz sounded in the hall. In the face of his categorical refusal, Zhou Wangqing's white and swollen face also sank, and he frowned invisibly.

After a while, King Zhou opened his eyes, and he looked at Xie Xun with burning eyes. Looking at Xie Xun, his cloudy eyes were even more gloomy, and suddenly, he also asked Xie Xun: "Aiqing thinks that Xie Yongzhi is up to the task?"