In the back bed of the Jiaofang Palace, the dark fragrance floats, and the fruit cloth, Suhe, and Aoki ...... The flavors of many spices are intertwined and excessively strong, but I don't know if any special means were used, but this chaotic, strange and intense aroma is not pungent, but rather refreshing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The door is open, the splendid barriers have been removed, revealing the green and trivial wooden windows, the sunlight from the east-facing windows spilled into the temple, in the composition is complicated, like the dark floor tiles and weave a pattern of light and shadow interweaving, with the sunlight poured into the hall together there is also the fragrance of osmanthus and autumn chrysanthemum, the fragrance of flowers in the season is not inferior to the fragrance in the hall, and even a little more fresh.

After all, it is the mid-autumn season, and the Bailu solar term has passed, although the sun is shining, but the oncoming wind, even if it is not very strong, always carries a bit of chill to the bone.

The doors and windows of the palace are open, and the heavy brocade hooves are also rolled up and fastened, and only the outer door and the inner door screen can not shield the chill brought by the autumn wind.

The queen never woke up, when the general sat on the single couch set up next to the queen's bed, inside and outside the dormitory, even if the imperial ministers were already anxious, no one dared to make a sound, even if the palace people walking back and forth were already barefoot, they still carefully stood on tiptoe and ran quickly to their destination, in the huge palace, in addition to the wall belt, the curtains, the curtain hung down on the golden jade pearl made of bi was moved by the autumn wind, the sound of occasional knocking on each other, even the slightest breathing sound could not be heard.

The beads and the bi hang on the splendid curtain embroidered with the words "Changle Mingguang", and the sunlight that occasionally refracts into the dormitory, showing the momentum of wealth and charm.

——This is where the Middle Palace of the Han Dynasty is located......

- Every piece of artifact here is the most exquisite that can be obtained with all the strength of the world......

- This is ...... What can he give...... Best...... Finish......

Looking at the girl on the bed with a face like gold leaf, Huo Guang's heart was full of shameless guilt.

- Preferably......

- Even if she is not the owner of this Jiaofang Palace, with her identity, what is the use of these "bests"?

Huo Guang couldn't convince himself.

- if it were his eldest daughter, her mother...... Still alive......

- Lucky Gentleman......

Thinking of his eldest daughter who died in childbirth, Huo Guang had a bitter feeling that his destiny was indisobedient......

- If she were alive...... It won't be like this today......

…… At all costs...... If Yuki-kun is still alive...... Today...... He didn't have to look at Yuki-kun's only bone and blood...... In such a situation, the only option is to be unconscious......

——Xijun......

“…… Xijun ...... "Huo Guang couldn't help but whisper - this is the small character that his eldest daughter took for her daughter herself......

In the world surrounded by screens, except for the unconscious queen, there was only her maternal grandfather.

It's just that...... In the Weiyang Palace...... Even if that's the case...... And what can you say...... How dare you say anything?

Huo Guang closed his eyes and pressed all his emotions into the deepest part of his heart—including those guilt, compassion, and mourning...... There is only a bitter taste that lingers in the heart...... Difficult to wipe out ...... It can't be suppressed either.

That bitterness is not unique to today...... But...... It had already seeped into his bones......

——From the sixth year of Yuanjiao...... Captain Xuanjia knelt in front of the greenhouse hall and reported in a sad and dazed manner: "General Sima Hussar ......"

With such sudden bad news, the heavens and the earth changed color, and even the daylight was only a miserable white......

His eyes widened, but he saw the red figure that shone brighter than the sun......

Nor could he hear the frightened questioning of the Son of Heaven...... Fear of death...... Mourning for the deceased...... Maybe there's something else...... It's just that...... He doesn't know anything......

In front of the greenhouse hall, he looked around blankly, but he couldn't see a person's eyes, everyone knelt on the ground, bowed their heads deeply, and ...... His leg lost strength in the next instant......

As he was about to pause, a strong hand steadied his sliding body, and although the hand was shaking as well, it still held him firmly.

The man tried hard to calm down, but he couldn't do it, his fingers pinched Huo Guang's arm hard, and his voice, which had always been warm as a spring breeze, was also hysterical and sharp: "Huo Guang, don't be afraid!" Xi'er is still young, you are his own brother! Don't be afraid! Go! Take him home! ”

- Home......

Two words...... Let him cry bitterly!

The sudden overflow of pain made him hold the trembling hand that was enough to support his body...... Weep loudly......

Brother Huo Yan is so small...... I don't even understand the meaning of death...... Between heaven and earth, the people of the Huo family who really wept for that person...... He's the only one......

- His brother......

- Home......

——The home of the Han Champion Hou...... Where is it......

Holding the hearse and kneeling in front of the spirit, he sincerely did his relatives and family members...... Everything that should be done......

—for his brother......

- For the brother who never heard him call "Brother" before he died......

And so, the bitter taste began that day...... It didn't fade from his heart a little more......

- That's the taste of loss......

- That's what it feels like to feel guilty......

From that day on, he knew...... Regret it after you lose it...... How useless is it...... And how uncomfortable...... Something to do......

He got it......

- Why do you still have to lose again and again......

- And then, over and over again, I wonder why I didn't do enough before...... And regrets?

- How can it be enough?

- If he knew, he would have lost ......

…… Auntie, uncle, Princess Weichang, Princess Zhuyi...... Wei Yan......

…… And also...... Prince......

- He will do more for them......

- I don't want to lose it......

Huo Guang silently clenched his hands.

- And now......

- After the loss of his eldest daughter and wife......

- Is he going to lose the only bit of blood they have left......

…… How can it be?!

Looking at his granddaughter's brow that refused to let go even in a coma, Huo Guang truly resented the Shangguan family for the first time......

——What are Shangguan Ji and Shangguan An going to do...... What do you want to do...... What's the end......

- It doesn't matter!

- As long as you don't implicate Shang Xijun!

Huo Guang blinked, looking at his granddaughter's eyes, his expression suddenly darkened......

- Last night, his idea was opposed by Zhang Anshi and Du Yannian at the same time.

Zhang Anshi said: "This matter is inappropriate. The queen is a Han Xiaojun, and changing her surname to Yizong is no longer a general's family matter. ”

Du Yannian said: "Everyone in the world knows that the queen is the daughter and grandson of General Zuo, and the queen's father is the title of Bai Mao by the liehous, and the ancestors also posthumously honored Mrs. Jing, even if they changed their surname...... It's just a cover-up and a thief! People in the world do not say that the general is pitiful for his daughter and grandson is innocent, but the general is favoritism...... It is even confusing the lineage of the clan......"

The two have been friends with him and have known each other for many years, how can they not know his thoughts?

It's just that the success or failure of this matter is very important...... Shall he be allowed to put his selfish interests first?

The meaning of the two is very clear - if the queen wants to protect it, she can only make plans afterwards.

Zhang Anshi was closer to him, and finally said bluntly: "There is an example of filial piety to Empress Zhang, even if you are implicated, the queen's crime is limited, not to mention that the general loves it so much, how will the world chase after it?" If you think about it a little more, the success or failure is undecided at this time, and the general really cherishes the queen, so he will leave more room for it. ”

The so-called "leave a little more leeway" is that Huo Guangruo is defeated......

- Will he lose?

Huo Guangdang raised his eyebrows.

- With his current position, if he will still be defeated......

"Ziyu, if that's the case, I'll die in front of the tomb of Marquis Jinghuan...... Estimated ...... Marquis Jing Huan will still think that my blood will stain his ground! Huo Guang replied to Zhang Anshi's words angrily.

- He is the Great Sima General......

——In the Great Han Dynasty, he was the enemy of the Great General Sima......

Huo Guang has always felt ...... Shangguan Ji repeatedly restlessly guarded himself and repeatedly provoked his bottom line......

- It's really no different from looking for death!

- The power of General Sima is too heavy......

——The internal government is still in charge of the affairs of the inner court, and the military power of the whole country is the outer court...... Half of the Great Han Tiger Talisman is in the hands of the Son of Heaven, and half is in the hands of the generals......

- To put it simply, without the emperor's order, the general can't be transferred, but, in the same way, without the general's consent, the tiger charm can't be combined, and the emperor can't transfer the army!

- Once such an official position is conferred...... A bad one...... It's the monarch and the minister......

- Even if you don't consider these, just half of the tiger talismans, if you are not a person of great faith, how can the Son of Heaven dare to give it lightly?

- If this is not the case, after Wei Qingxue, why does Emperor Xiaowu refuse to worship the general and the hussar general again?

Huo Guang didn't think he would lose...... Merely...... He didn't just win...... And even more so to win the right name!

- Shangguan Ji is nothing...... The key is that there is the figure of the young son of heaven behind Shangguan Ji!

To this day, Huo Guang has never had the idea of being a rebel!

- He is the great Sima and the general whom Emperor Xiaowu worshiped on his deathbed.

- He doesn't want to be famous for eternity, as long as a hundred years later, Khan Qing will not say that Emperor Xiaowu is not a person.

- He doesn't want to be buried in Maoling after a hundred years, just like Jin Riyan, he can leave his brother...... away from his uncle...... Closer......

- Before his death, he would bear the name of the Great Sima and the Great General, and after his death, he could not insult these two official positions!

- Under Jiuquan, he wants to see Emperor Xiaowu, his uncle, and his brother......

- I want to see the prince!

Huo Guang stood up, walked to the side of the bed, bent down, and reached out to gently stroke the sideburns soaked in cold sweat on Xijun's cheeks.

"Coma...... That's it...... Xijun ...... So be it......"

- He didn't want to lose the only bloodline of his wife and eldest daughter...... But......

- He didn't want to lose ...... Not to lose...... More......

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