readx;?The eldest princess of Changning

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After offering incense to her grandparents and father, the eldest princess of Changning and her younger sister Yong'an walked in the peach blossom forest. The falling flowers are colorful, the clouds are steaming, and the gorgeous peach blossoms set off the outstanding appearance of the two nobles, which can be said to be more delicate than the peach blossoms. There were shadows, as if someone had passed through the guards of the maidservants, and walked in slowly.

The eldest princess of Yong'an couldn't help but cover her lips and smile, and said softly: "Sister, I finally got out of the palace once, I want to go to the East Market for a walk." You don't have to worry, I'll let Tao guard it. With that, she seemed to be quite impatient to go towards the young man standing in the peach blossoms. The heroic young man saluted from afar, and his eyes were locked on the girl, unable to move any longer.

At this moment, the eldest princess of Changning shook her head, as if behind them, she saw herself ten years ago. At that time, when she saw the young man who made her heart pound, was she also excited? Even a little careless about demeanor, just want to speed up the pace and go to his side a moment earlier?

For various reasons, she still can't stay with her young man, but she can't let her sister suffer the same ordeal. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think in her heart: I don't know when the two of them will let go of their brothers and let their own disciples go to the martial arts test. Don't say that the martial arts move is to let Yang Shen take the Ming Sutra at this age, and he will definitely be able to pass it. He is a son of the Hongnong Yang family, and he is related to the Wang family, and his identity is enough to be the master. As long as he can serve before the lord, he will be perfect.

Thinking absentmindedly, she came to a familiar peach tree, and suddenly raised her head, and under the peach tree there was a very familiar person at some point.

"Your lord." The man smiled at her, "Although I am not talented, I have not yet served the purple clothes, but I want to dare to marry your lord." I hope that your lord will descend and stay together for the rest of your life, and never be separated again. ”

"......" Princess Changning's eyes moistened slightly, "San Lang, do you know how long I have been waiting for your words?" ”

Wang Zimu took her into his arms: "As long as your lord has been waiting, I will wait for as long." ”

"Ten years...... How many decades can there be in life? ”

"I will definitely make up for this decade in the future. When the time comes, your lord should not dislike my child's affection. ”

"It's too late for me to rejoice."

After the two hugged each other for a while, the eldest princess of Changning suddenly thought of something-"San Lang, I seem to remember, it seems that I haven't reconciled with Yu Chi Erlang yet." Don't be busy, wait for me to reconcile and divorce him quickly, and let's marry us again. ”

Wang Zimu raised his eyebrows: "If your lord doesn't mention it, I will almost forget." Actually, how could he forget? His beloved woman married twice, once he didn't see it with his own eyes and deliberately escaped from Chang'an, but once he watched her marry someone else. He almost counted the days to get through the filial piety period of the first emperor, and finally survived a year to avoid suspicion, so he survived until now. This last time, it's time for her to perch in his arms.

A few months later, the eldest princess of Changning got married for the third time, and the prince of Julang was harmonious. The capital suddenly became lively, and the onlookers did not know how many, and there were many good people who quietly bet on the contract in private, whether this noble lord would marry the fourth or fifth time.

It's a pity that the teaching them were disappointed. Until many years later, the eldest princess of Changning and the prince were still husband and wife, in love, and life and death were inseparable.

Cheng Qing

"Grandpa." Cheng Ying was silent for a moment, hugged the helmet in his arms, and suddenly asked, "Do you hate A-Niang?" ”

Cheng Qing put on the armor, took the helmet from his arms and put it on: "What? Another one who doesn't have long eyes to find it? His expression was faint, as if he was not surprised by his son's inquiry, "The deceased is gone, and I have no hatred for her for a long time." If he still has a grudge, he will naturally not be able to adopt that person's child and raise it as a parent.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy Lang was a little confused, and after trimming his father's armor, he couldn't help asking: "Auntie hates Grandpa?" ”

Cheng Qing glanced at him and smiled slightly: "There are many people you hate." Not only me, but our Cheng family, the first emperor, the queen mother, the king of Chu Gong, the king of Yue, the king of Pu, and even your grandmother Concubine Yang, the Yang family, the king of Jing, the king of Xin'anjun, the reverse king Li Chen, etc., she all holds a grudge. In her mind, probably everyone is sorry for her, and everyone has a deep hatred for her, so she can't wait to destroy everything. ”

"Why is this happening?" Although her mother's image has been destroyed countless times over the years, Cheng Ying still finds it difficult to understand, "How can she be so extreme?" Is it because of what happened? "Shouldn't she be a much-loved princess? How could there be such a thick cloud in my heart? Twisting her temperament so horribly?

"I just can't accept the reality." Cheng Qing sighed and looked at his son's beautifully shaped phoenix eyes, "Because your uncle died of illness, she has a deep affection for her brother, so she resents all related and unrelated people. She was full of delusions that someone had murdered her brother, and that if someone hadn't interfered with him, he would have survived in good health. But in fact, it's just that he is weak and does not live forever. ”

Thinking of the King Huai he had seen in the palace back then, he really couldn't bear to tell the child in front of him the truth.

Although the sick young man was thin and pale, when he smiled, it was like the warm winter sun, which made the hearts of all who looked at him soften. He knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, is extremely intelligent, and is extremely open-minded. Although he occasionally looked out of the palace, as if he was desperate to go out and see the scenery of Chang'an, in his short life, he just sat in a carriage and went to the Hibiscus Garden - that was the best memory that he had reminisced for many years.

Such a beautiful young man should indeed be longed for and admired. It's just that when this longing and admiration comes from blood relatives, it is not a melancholy relationship, but a twisted and paradoxical rhapsody. Perhaps it is precisely because An Xing also understands how terrible, hateful, pitiful and shameful this feeling is, so his behavior is so indulgent and crazy.

There was the sound of war drums outside the military tent, Cheng Qing didn't care about talking to the child, only pressed his shoulder: "All in all, all this has nothing to do with you." Good boy, whether it is resentment or love parting, it is just the past. You don't need to be influenced by anyone. With that, he hurried away with his sword.

Cheng Ying sent her father out, and two handsome women dressed as men came up. The leader just bowed slightly to Cheng Qing, and after seeing him leave, he motioned for Cheng Ying to return to the military tent: "Shiro, I heard that when you went to buy meat with the soldiers yesterday, you saw a few inexplicable people?" ”

"Mother and Erniang don't worry, I won't believe a word of what they say to me." Cheng Ying laughed. Even if there is more evidence in front of him, he will never believe that he is not Grandpa's biological son, but after his mother and nephew of the same clan.

"Of course we can rest assured of you." The handsome woman curled her lips, "It's just that I didn't expect that Jiangxia Yusin actually rushed thousands of miles from the Qinling Mountains to the place near the battlefield." It can be seen that they are also taking great pains to find you and bewitch you. I don't know how many people are left of the remnants of the rebel king, if I can catch them and send the news back to Chang'an-"

"It's only about a hundred. There is no fixed place to live in the Qinling Mountains, just some bandits, not a climate. Cheng Ying said lightly, "I have already disposed of the people, if my mother and Erniang want to find out, after the army goes out and the barracks are no longer controlled, let's go and dig out the corpses together and take a look." ”

"It's fine." The handsome woman told him to stay in the tent and learn to read and write, etc., and then left with the woman behind him. When she was far away, she looked back and sighed: "For some reason, sometimes, I think he is very much like Ah Lang, who seems to be affectionate but is actually dedicated, and sometimes I feel that he is very much like his A-Niang, who seems to be dedicated but is ruthless." Ah Yuan, what will this child look like in the future? ”

"No matter what he looks like, with just a word from Ah Lang, he will return to normal. A good and filial boy can control his own nature. Ah Yuan replied.

"Not bad." The handsome woman Sun Jinniang smiled, "Why should I worry about the sky? Let's go, Qilang and Wu Niang are still waiting for us to teach them math. ”

Li Jing

The king of Tianshui felt that he seemed to be sick, and he was not lightly ill.

Because of his friendship with his life and death, Du Chongfeng had an indescribable desire and pity.

Thinking that he was the protector of the Anton Metropolitan Protectorate, he had such a terrible disease, and if he was discovered, the image of the wise and martial arts would be completely destroyed, not to mention - can the friendship between him and his best friend go back to the past? Will his best friend avoid him from now on, never see him again, or behave in a restrained manner, and drift away from him?

Just thinking about the very likely scenario in the future, the king of Tianshui felt a faint pain in his heart, and he could hardly breathe smoothly. Therefore, he had to do his best to restrain his words and deeds, not to squint, not to think crankily when he came into contact, and to have a clear gaze, etc......

It's just that it's okay to control it for a day or two, but after a long time, he feels depressed, and his dreams become more and more colorful every night.

In desperation, the king of Tianshui wrote a sincere letter to his cousin, the king of Xin'an, asking him what to do—he thought about such a disease that he was ashamed to export, and he could only tell his cousin. If even his cousin finds this difficult to accept, then he has no choice but to take another step - to isolate himself from his best friend under various pretexts.

When the herald rushed to Chang'an with 800 li, the king of Xin'an was really shocked. Although the Andong Protectorate has gradually stabilized, after all, there are still remnants of power after the destruction of Goguryeo, and the Antelo is also entrenched in the mountains and forests of the northeast, and it is still in crisis. The news sent by 800 miles in an urgent manner may indicate some kind of urgent military situation!!

However, after Zhan Xin took a closer look, the king of Xin'an couldn't help but cry and laugh.

The gist of the letter is as follows:

Brother, there's something I'm really ashamed to tell you - recently I found out that I had a terminal illness, and I had a lot of thoughts about Du Shishilang. Although I always told myself to restrain myself, all the inexplicable thoughts were just because I didn't have a wife, and it was impossible to control myself, but I couldn't restrain myself no matter what.

Originally, Du Shishilang only dreamed often at night, but now he is dreaming every night, and the dream is getting more and more unbearable. When I see him during the day, I even confuse dreams with reality, and almost behave in a frivolous manner. What if I taught him to find out that he might split me in half with a sword?

Brother, I really can't do anything! Ask my brother to teach me! I listen to my brother!! I'm going back and I'm going back to bring you a bunch of good stuff that you've scoured around!! I would never give it easily to ordinary people!!

King Xin'an slowly stuffed the letter into the letter box as it was and sealed it with wax. Then, he said to the herald: "Eight hundred miles—no, five hundred miles urgently, send this letter to your deputy Du Duhu." Tell him that he must give me a copy of what he promised. Otherwise, how could they thank me for such a great kindness? ”

Ten days later, Deputy Du Du Hu received an urgent letter from Chang'an, and after reading it, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then hooked the corners of his lips. That night, Du Deputy Duhu bathed and burned incense and went to Dadu Hufu by car. He had been here many times, and he went straight to the main courtyard without any notice. The man was dancing his sword in the courtyard, and between the movements and movements, the murderous aura overflowed. When the sword flower blooms, it is like a spring flower, but it rolls up the dead branches and leaves on the ground. Movement and stillness are combined, sometimes imposing, sometimes like spring rain.

Du Chongfeng looked at it for a long time, until the other party stopped, walked as before, and said with a smile: "Why didn't you call me when you came?" ”

Xu is impression of his sluggishness over the years is too deep, and Du Chongfeng suddenly found that he has indeed not looked at him carefully for a long time. How could he not have the same concerns as he had in his letter? So in the name of his best friend, he kept getting closer, and tried his best to hint at it, but he never dared to say it explicitly.

Now, if you look closely, how much desire is there in those familiar eyes?

"It's true that I haven't been here for a few days, and maybe not seen you wield a sword for a long time. Jing Xing's posture, as in the past, is as vigorous as a swimming dragon. ”

"It's also that the affairs of the Metropolitan Protectorate are too busy." Li Jing said guiltily, "I will only use force, and I am impatient that these affairs are all handed over to you, so that you can't find any free time." ”

“…… Not really. Du Chongfeng continued, "I just don't want to see you-"

Li Jing was stunned for a moment, with a look of horror on his face, thinking that his hidden secret had been seen through. However, before he could feel the pain, he heard Du Chongfeng say again: "I have affection for you, and I don't want you to find out and alienate me, so I deliberately pretend to be busy, pretending that each other is just a friend of life and death." Because I'm afraid to see you, I can't help myself. ”

"I ...... I am and I am to you. "The king of Tianshui, who has a bold and straightforward temperament on weekdays, rarely stumbles. However, after a moment, he simply threw away his sword, stepped forward with an arrow, and took the man he had been thinking about in his arms for a long time: "I am pleased with you. ”

After another two months, the king of Xin'an finally received a letter from the Andong Metropolitan Protectorate. It is said that most of the protectors instructed that there is no need to be in a hurry, and that they can be sent back and forth according to the usual letters. However, looking at the lonely letterbox, there was nothing to thank the matchmaker, etc., and the king of Xin'an couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Brother, you are so unauthentic that you actually forwarded my letter directly to Shishilang. What if he doesn't have anything to do with me?! Moreover, you yourself and Wang Zhiyuan have long been in love, but you don't tell me, you really don't regard me as a brother. Everybody knows, but I don't know anything, do you think that's appropriate?! Fortunately, Wang Zhiyuan is now my subordinate, if you don't tell me, I can only ask him. ”

"The gift I promised before, I will naturally give. However, the Andong Metropolitan Protectorate is too far away from Chang'an, and it is not easy to transport it over. Shishiro said that when the prince returned to Beijing, let him take it back as well. You are one family, and there is no difference between giving it to you and giving it to him. ”

"In addition, I want to ask quietly, brother, you should have a ...... there Secret Drama Diagram? I don't know much about Longyang's goodness, so I'm afraid I'll hurt Shishilang. If you have a secret plot or other things that you can use, why don't you have someone bring it to me in private? I promise, double the gift!! ”

The king of Xin'an County couldn't help but sigh, and seemed to be smiling: "I don't know if this empty talk about the ability of the white wolf was taught by Du Shishilang." After that, he raised his eyebrows, sent the letter to his own royal governor, and replied to the king of Tianshui County: "Indeed, Chang'an is too far away, and you are too reluctant to seek help from me." You might as well let Zixian find a way, as long as the gifts are enough, no matter what the requirements are, he can meet you. ”

In another month, the king of Tianshui County, who was protected by his own Du Deputy Du, found this letter, and his husband was depressed from then on.

Huan He

"Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince regret it?"

In the midst of the firelight, the burly man asked lightly, as if he had not heard the screams that sounded from time to time outside, and the faint smell of blood.

The middle-aged monk holding the Buddha beads opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of mockery: "What about regrets? What if you don't regret it? Could it be that if I regret it, you won't kill me? Or will I die a crisper death? ”

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really doesn't know what regret is. It is no wonder that among the three sons born to the first emperor and Empress Wende, only His Royal Highness the Crown Prince disappointed them the most, and even did not hesitate to give his eldest son the line to succeed the king of Chu. Oh, in the patriarchal law, there has never been a precedent for the eldest grandson to be succeeded by his younger brother, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not even qualified to be succeeded. ”

The word "......" was heart-wrenching, and the middle-aged monk's face was pale, and his expression gradually distorted. It wasn't until he was forced to leave home that he suddenly realized what he cared about most in his life - only the approval of his parents, only the trust of his parents, and the love of his parents. However, his parents were the strictest to him, but they loved Saburo and Goro everywhere, and praised Erlang and Shiro. Once he is dissatisfied, once he vents his anger, it will only make them more disappointed.

Compared with the prince they expected, perhaps he hoped that he was just a son they loved.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and he didn't have time to tell them, and they had already banished him and no longer recognized his existence. Even the funeral was not allowed to attend in the name of his son.

"If you regret it." The middle-aged monk sneered, his voice hoarse, "What I regret is that my subordinates have no available people, and they didn't succeed back then!" And your father and brother...... Do you think they're innocent?! Conservative and cowardly, they know that I am going to rebel, but they are always silent and silent. Neither reporting nor helping me is a double betrayal! He betrayed both the first emperor and me! Such a disloyal person deserves to be beheaded!! ”

Dahan's expression changed greatly: "I don't believe you." However, after he calmed down, he sighed softly: "So far, you really don't need to lie to me." However, they are not betrayal, they just want to have both, and their sin is not to death...... Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are indeed sorry for many people. ”

The middle-aged monk was silent.

"If it weren't for you, Princess Chu and the heir of King Chu would not have endured humiliation and suffering for many years. They were supposed to be the queen of the mother's world, and they were supposed to be the princes of the East Palace, but they lost everything because of you. They never blame you, but share your ups and downs, and go into exile together. Even after you returned to the capital, you made those troubles, and they still never gave up on you. Now, you've brought in hungry wolves again, this time, do you want to drag them down again? ”

The middle-aged monk slowly closed his eyes: "My wife and children, since they have enjoyed the glory and wealth I have brought, they naturally have to bear the pain that comes from me. The Buddhist scriptures say that cause and effect are reciprocated, and this is the case. ”

"Then what kind of cause and effect does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince bear?"

"I've suffered retribution, Huanhe."

The shouting of killing got closer and closer, Huan He took out a pot of wine from his arms, put it in front of Li Song, and then quietly left. But he didn't go too far, but led people to guard near the Chu Wang's Mansion at the foot of the mountain, not teaching the attackers to take a step.

A few days later, when Li Ju, the heir of Chu, was escorted back to his Jingzhou fiefdom by the guards and the troops sent by the king of Xin'an after many hardships, he was greeted with only blood and bad news.