Ning Yan nodded and took the letter, and the man bowed and jumped on the roof lightly and disappeared.

The letter is a very ordinary Luoyang paper, and the ink used for writing is good ink, revealing a faint fragrance. The letter is not long, but Ning Yan has a headache when he sees it.

Because Xiao Rin uses cursive writing throughout the article, it has a sense of being written to the end, and it is a sense of joy and dripping in one go, but it is difficult to identify. This man doesn't look so wild. Ning Yan sighed and looked at it slowly with patience.

The whole article is said to be inconsequential, what Chang'an has a goose feather snow, and last night there were thieves who visited the house at night to steal books, leaving several lines of footprints. He got some new good tea, and when the wind and the sun were warm, he invited her to taste tea and enjoy the flowers.

Ning Yan shook her head with a smile, whether this was to prevent anyone from seeing it, or to simply test her.

Qingluan dragged the beans with a whip and walked over, and when he saw Ning Yan standing in the wind, he hurriedly said, "Princess, why don't you still take care of your body!" Go in and go in......"

She pushed Ning Yan in, but Ning Yan laughed with Douzi by herself: "Are you still used to living?" ”

"Can I say no?" Douzi looked at her expressionlessly.

"I can't." Ning Yan said very seriously.

He had a look on his face, his nostrils pointing to the sky. Qingluan glared and kicked him in the ass, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

"Stinky boy, how did you talk to the princess?"

Douzi was indignant: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Ning Yan glanced at him coolly, turned around and walked into the house, and her voice came lazily: "From now on, you are not allowed to eat, go to the firewood room to face the wall and think." If you steal a bite of something, I'll cut a piece of meat from you and feed it to the dogs. ”

As if there was a gust of wind blowing, Qingluan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he looked at the beans who were already stunned with a sympathetic expression. She really wanted to tell him that the eldest princess was not as kind and kind as she seemed on the surface, and every time she looked at someone with that kind of look, it was when that person was unlucky.

It's a pity that it's already ...... It's too late.

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The news of the return of the eldest princess of Donghe to Beijing quickly spread throughout the imperial capital.

It is rumored that the first thing the eldest princess did when she came back was to go to the prison of Dali Temple to interrogate Cen Jia, the guard of the previous month, and the next day she ordered to be beheaded in Dongshi at noon ten days later. His head hangs in the center of the main gate of the imperial capital and is exposed to the sun for seven days to set an example.

This move was really happy, and the people rushed to tell each other and loved Dai Ningyan even more.

There were even a few times when Ning Yan's car just left the princess's mansion and was surrounded by people on Suzaku Street, and people on the street knelt down and kowtowed. It was not until the Gyeonggi Protectors arrived to disperse the crowd that the carriage was able to enter the palace.

In order to avoid being late for the court meeting, Ning Yan had to get up early every day and take a car from the back door to enter the Donghe Palace. The carriage waited in front of the side gate of the palace and walked in slowly.

Coincidentally, I met a person at the side door that day. The man was seven feet long, dressed in a purple robe, and the corners and belt of his clothes were embroidered with gold thread with brilliant passionflowers, and the stitches were extremely fine. A pair of rippling eyes are just like the most beautiful amethyst, inlaid in the face of the country and the city, and it is even more peerless.

The man saw her first, and swayed unhurriedly with his hands.

"Your Royal Highness, good morning." He bent down to salute her with the etiquette of Xiliang, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Ning Yan's face turned pale when she saw him, and she said a little uncomfortably, "Why did you come out of the palace at this hour?" ”

The man laughed, and his purple eyes were even more radiant: "Naturally, the emperor is reluctant to let others go." The tone was tactful and soft, but his eyes were like a sharp blade quenched with poison shooting straight into Ning Yan's eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense!" She said coldly. Before he could react, he suddenly got closer, leaned close to her face and smiled, "Don't be nervous, Your Highness Princess, I can't do anything to you for the time being." ”

Qingluan rushed forward and pushed him away, shouting loudly: "Don't be rude to the princess!" ”

The man in purple was pushed away and was not in a hurry, and dusted off the dust on his sleeves with a gesture. Then he raised his eyes and glanced at Qingluan coldly, and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness Princess, this maid of yours is really ignorant!" With that, he rolled up his long sleeves and continued to walk slowly and methodically outside the palace.

Qingluan was so angry that she was about to scold, but Ning Yan calmly grabbed her.

"Let's go!"

She never thought that this famous Hu man in the imperial capital was actually one of her old people, a person she thought she would never see again in her lifetime.

On the third day of returning to Beijing, the emperor summoned her to the palace. From a distance, she saw a bright purple standing on the white jade steps, holding her hands, looking at her. As she got closer, she slowly saw his face clearly, only to feel the cold air coming from the soles of her feet.

He stood on the stairs and looked down at her, as if looking down on all beings, his purple eyes complex and deep; She stood at the foot of the stairs, her face as pale as paper, and she was already full of panic.

Who would have thought that the world is so impermanent, every qiē is like snow in the dust, and the flowers in the dream are as ethereal and illusory. Life and death are like a joke.

Ning Yan took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart. When he looked up, he smiled confidently again.

At this time, the sun rises in the east, and thousands of rays of light pour down like flowing water, shining on the brilliant Donghe Palace.

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On the Temple of Infinity.

"This palace went to the border in person this time, and the feeling is not deep. Why was Nanwu able to drive straight into the moon and san pass? Xiao Rin led no more than 200,000 soldiers and horses, but none of the teams could stop it? What about the soldiers raised by Donghe who spent so much money from the treasury over the years? What about the Manchu Dynasty leading such a high-ranking general? What is the use of this palace to raise you? Ning Yan stood on the steps, condescendingly looking at the pillars of the country who were full of ghosts, her glass-colored eyes glowing with cold light.

"Old General Feng, what do you say?" Ning Yan smiled lightly and looked at the white-bearded and long-haired old man standing at the forefront of the generals, "Old General Feng is the talent of the pillars of my dynasty, and he is also highly used by the first emperor, I don't know how the general thinks this matter should be resolved?" ”

The old man's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and said slowly: "The old man thanks the eldest princess for her trust, but unfortunately the old man is very old, and he will soon be relieved and returned to the field, I am afraid that he will not be able to solve problems for the eldest princess." ”

Ning Yan looked at him and sighed secretly, sure enough, it was a scheming fox, knowing that she was going to start rectifying the army, so she was going to leave with her baggage and not give her any handle.

He still said with a smile on his face: "Look at the confusion of this palace, it is time for the old general Feng to understand the return of Jia to the field, and it is the palace that is not well considered." However, with the departure of General Feng, there will be even more useless people in my Donghe army, how can this be good? ”

Wei Yan took the opportunity to answer: "As soon as I came to the imperial examination from the beginning of the dynasty, it was divided into two subjects: civil and military. The minister believes that the current time for the imperial court is to employ people, so it is better to hold a martial arts examination on the emperor's list, not stick to one pattern, and appoint people on the basis of merit! ”

Ning Yan was noncommittal, and her blade-like gaze swept around the people standing in the hall: "Who else has other opinions!" ”

At this time, Meng Jue, the commander of Shen Yu's army, said in a deep voice: "The last general thinks that there are two fundamental reasons why our army is always losing. First, there are no outstanding generals in the army all year round, and most of the military ranks of the fifth rank are just cronyism, lacking experience and means to lead troops. Second, our Donghe Army has a large number of people but low combat effectiveness, and there are many old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers in other armies except Shen Yu's army, and there are also some people who directly receive salaries in the army. If the army cannot be trained, its combat effectiveness will naturally not be improved. ”

Ning Yan gave him an approving look. He asked loudly, "Is there anything else?" ”

There was silence in the high hall, and everyone bowed their heads in silence or whispered. But no one replied.

Ning Yan was just about to speak, when a voice came from behind her.