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The snow fell intermittently for more than 20 days, and it did not stop until the 23rd of the year.

The twenty-third day of the lunar month, also known as Chinese New Year's Eve, is known as the custom of worshipping the king of the stove, sweeping dust, and pasting window flowers.

The streets and alleys are full of laughter, and everywhere is cleaning the dust and sticking window grilles to prepare for the New Year.

There was a lively scene on the street, but in the Anping Hou Mansion, it was far behind.

Although the house is full of red lanterns, there is no festive atmosphere.

Mei Kexin stood in Qi Yunxuan's courtyard, watching the maids busy and turning out the quilt to bask in the sun, and her tears flowed down.

At this time last year, Qiu Ci also let the maids dry the quilts.

But this year......

Daylily saw Mei Kexin crying, and knew that she must have remembered Qiu Ci again.

"Ma'am." Daylilies stepped forward and gently held her.

Mei Kexin glanced at her, raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, and said with a wry smile, "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Daylilies looked at her heartbrokenly.

Since the disappearance of the third lady, Mrs. has been washing her face with tears every day, this day, when is it a head.

Mei Kexin stood for a moment, shook her head and sighed and walked away.

If she stays in Qi Yunxuan any longer, I am afraid that she will see the injury even more, and today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the old lady does not like to see people cry.

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In a small house on the outskirts of the city, there is no festive atmosphere at all.

A few simple cases, simple short benches, so simple that they couldn't be more simple.

But the people who appear here are not simple.

"Uncle, what's going on? Then why did Jin Guo suddenly want to make peace with Da Zhou? ”

It was the abolished crown prince Zhao Jingchang who spoke, and at this moment he was wearing the most ordinary cloth clothes, sitting on one of the short stools and talking, with a bit of hesitation in his tone.

And sitting opposite him was his uncle, Yang Qingcheng.

"The grandchildren!" Yang Qingcheng's face was also not good-looking, and his dark yellow face was covered with gloom, "They can't escape from Kyoto, and they see that the investigation is getting stricter and stricter, lest the emperor really take them out this time, so they falsely claim to make peace." ”

If you want to make peace, you have to send messengers into the city, and when you go out again, they can go out justifiably.

"False claims of peace?" Zhao Jingchang was surprised and said, "Uncle, this peace is a major matter for the two countries, and if they talk about making peace, they will make peace." ”

Yang Qingcheng's face became more and more gloomy.

Of course, he knows that this cannot be said to be peace, and to say that it is fraud is fraud, and that the two countries have now chosen to make peace, and if one day the Jin Kingdom raises troops to harass the Great Zhou, it will be against their morality and will not be tolerated.

When the time comes, the Great Zhou Dynasty will send troops to destroy them on a large scale, which will be a great righteousness.

Of course, even if Da Zhou sends troops to fight them now, it's nothing, but this doesn't matter.

But that's all for later, so I don't want to think about it for now.

What he wants to think about now is that since the Jin Kingdom has made peace with Da Zhou, will these damn Jin people betray him?

You must know that the things he did before, if the emperor knows about it, he will punish the nine clans!

Obviously, Zhao Jingchang also thought of this, and he looked at Yang Qingcheng with a pale face.

"Uncle, what about these golden people, will they betray us......" The more he spoke, the more his face turned pale, and in the end, even his body was shaking.

Although he is now a waste prince, he can also be an idle prince, but if he is found, let alone the prince, it is estimated that it is difficult to be a commoner......

Attempting to kill the king is a capital crime!

"Nonsense!" Yang Qingcheng shouted angrily, "Now that the matter is not clear, we will mess up with ourselves first, this is how you did the prince?" ”

Yang Qingcheng hated iron and steel, the prince in those years, he really did it for nothing!

Standing next to Yang Qingcheng was his son Yang Qixuan.

When he saw that Yang Qingcheng was angry, he persuaded, "Dad, cousin, he's just worried, don't be too angry." ”

"yes, yes, uncle, I'm just worried." Zhao Jingchang hurriedly said, "After all, Zhao Jingheng escaped, and Song Yu has been tracking this matter, I'm just afraid that it will ......."

Yang Qingcheng looked up at him fiercely, and there was ruthlessness in his eyes.

"No whatever!" He said, "Song Yu will never have a chance to find out about this!" ”

Zhao Jingchang was stunned at first, but when he reacted, he was stunned, and he lost his voice, "Uncle, don't you want to kill Song Yu?" ”

Seeing him lose his temper like this, Yang Qixuan stepped forward and covered his mouth, "My good cousin, don't be so loud!" ”

Yang Qingcheng also stared at him angrily, and that gaze seemed to be able to spew fire.

Kill the king, what's wrong with killing him Song Yu?!

Unpromising!

Being looked at by Yang Qingcheng like this, Zhao Jingchang immediately wilted, he stood aside resignedly, and no longer dared to say anything.

Look at this unproductive look!

Yang Qingcheng is not angry, has he wasted all his efforts over the years to raise such a waste?

"If you don't kill Song Yu, do you have any better ideas?" Yang Qingcheng said coldly.

Zhao Jingchang waved his hand again and again.

"No, no, everything is up to my uncle." He said.

Yang Qingcheng snorted at this time, and turned to Yang Qixuan and said, "You go to find someone to follow, where has Song Yu been during this time?" Find an opportunity to unplug him. ”

Yang Qixuan answered yes and then went out.

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Song Yu asked for an order and pursued Zhao Jingheng's whereabouts all the way, but not many people in the court knew about this matter, except for a few henchmen of the emperor, no one knew.

But Yang Qingcheng knows.

has been entrenched in Beijing for many years, if he doesn't even know this thing, he will be an official in vain.

On the evening of the second day, Yang Qingcheng learned the exact news.

"Song Yu arrived at Hukou three days ago and turned to the waterway to Jinxi." Said the person who came to report it.

"Is the information reliable?" Yang Qingcheng frowned and asked.

"Hui sir, very reliable." The man replied, "Our men followed him all the way, and he did not pause in the middle of the way, and went all the way to Jinxi. ”

Yang Qingcheng frowned, when he arrived at the mouth of the lake, it was really difficult to start.

In the area south of the Yangtze River, his power did not extend there, it was the world of the Gu family, if he intervened in with one hand, I am afraid that he would not kill Song Yu at that time, but was caught by the Gu family first, that is really stealing chickens and rice.

However, there is no rush at this time.

Song Yu went, so naturally he wanted to come back.

When he came back and crossed the mouth of the lake, it would be a different matter, there were so many bandits and bandits on the way, who knew what he would encounter?

Yang Qingcheng thought clearly, so he said to the visitor, "Follow first, don't act rashly." ”

The caller retreated.

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PS: Today's Lantern Festival in October of the first lunar month, a little busy, belated update, belated blessings, I wish you all good health and all the best.