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Such as flowers and brocade broken thoughts, monthly passes, monthly passes, girls, don't forget to give me a monthly pass......

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Everyone didn't dare to look at him more, except for Bingyi, who was closely following him, no one saw it, Zhao Zhu, who had always been high and would not shed half a tear for anyone or anything, secretly raised his sleeves to wipe it off after his eyes were moist......

That day, Zhao Zhu lost his temper, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

"Send someone to Beiping Mansion, she ...... Probably go to Baoyin. ”

Ding Yi rode a horse to go, but there was a roar of Zhao Bottle behind him.

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

Ding Yi's worried eyes met his angry face, and he quickly walked away in shock.

Turning around, he coldly swept to everyone, "Find, find me." until you find her. ”

Watching the blood flow down, his hand finally let go.

Thinking of Ah Qi's deaf ears, Zhao Zhu's heart was like a knife, and he punched the stake that tied the shed.

"Your Highness, what can I do now? This is a mess...... The princess's ears could not hear. ”

Ding Yi looked at him with a blue face, silent, and his back was cold.

He is a man, not only a man at the beginning of the summer, but also the leader of the Jin army. Countless people looked at him with their heads in their hands, waiting for his decision in exchange for survival and fate. Those things that Xia Chuqi valued and cared about, such as the matter of Yueyu, in front of Zhao Zhu's overall situation, in front of the Emperor of Mountains and Rivers, and in front of the war that killed and injured tens of thousands of people at every turn, it was simply insignificant, and he didn't even think that it would be because of such a trivial matter that she left the camp.

Furthermore, how can a woman's heart, as a man, understand?

However, he ignored that his Ah Qi was just a woman after all. Women are creatures who are inherently small. Whether she has wisdom or not, whether she has brains or not, she will inevitably be cranky, and it is inevitable that there will be a short circuit in the affairs of men and women, and she will also get into the horns of the bull and can't get along with herself. What's more, how could he have thought of ...... The old monk didn't give her the letter at all?

He thinks that what he often hangs in his mouth is not reliable, and what can have a good heart is eternal.

Seven years of husband and wife, he thought that after so many ups and downs, he and her, even if they didn't have to say it explicitly, they could understand each other's minds.

Even if she is angry with him, even if she has an awkward relationship with him, even if she is really angry, she should wait for him to go back.

But why is this happening?

This time, he and Xia Tinggan came to the city, and they drove lightly all the way, their whereabouts were secret, and they didn't tell anyone. And the people around him, except for Dao Chang, no one knew that he went to meet Lan Zi'an. On the night he left Cangzhou, the time had passed, and he did not wake up Xia Chuqi, but only repaired a book, handed it to Dao Chang, and asked him to convey it on his behalf.

After listening to Ding Yi's story, he couldn't figure out what Ah Qi was for.

He never imagined that this would be the result......

Zhao Zhu's feet shook, and his face changed abruptly.

Ding Yi turned over and dismounted, "plopped", and knelt on the ground, "Princess, she...... Let's go. ”

Zhao Jun was stunned, and subconsciously got up, "Why are you so flustered?" ”

"Your Highness, it's not good. Your Highness...... Something big is wrong. ”

Zhao Zhu was looking into the distance, pondering the itinerary, and Ding Yi came madly on horseback.

The sunset was collecting its last rays of light on the horizon, and Zhao Zhu and the others were dragging their tired feet and resting in a deserted dilapidated pergola on the side of the road.

At the beginning of the summer, when the news of the departure of the seven horses from the camp reached Zhao Zhu's ears, it was already the afternoon five days later.

No one can keep the pace of time. Those who should go will go, and the news that should be passed on will eventually arrive.

But he never imagined that he would gain more and lose more.

This time he came to Linyi, and the harvest was great, and Zhao Zhu knew very well that Lan Zi Ankao would not consider it, and there would be no way back from now on.

After a day and a night of negotiations, Lan Zi'an agreed to consider it and give him the results after three days.

Lan Zi'an followed Zhao Mianze, the general who defended the country, the military department is already very large, the road to restoration is too long, and it is even more unrealistic, and being a vassal king with a different surname is the best way out for him at present. What's more, how could he not understand that with the siege ability of the Jin army, if Zhao Zhu wanted to attack Liaocheng, it would not be unbreakable. Zhao Tuo is now willing to sit down and talk, firstly, because of Xia Tinggan, and secondly, he just wants to reduce the casualties of the Jin army.

With such a generous treatment, Zhao Zhu has full sincerity.

Zhao Zhu may promise that after the matter is completed, the place where Xiao Tongfang was called the emperor back then will be divided into the fiefdom of Lanzi'an, and he will be allowed to have a different surname than the king.

But in the end, things have reversed, and under the mediation of Xia Tinggan, Lan Xiucai, who has read poetry and books, understands the truth of "conforming to the way of heaven". What's more, Xia Tinggan was kind to him, but he didn't treat his daughter well back then, and he also felt guilty. Moved with affection, known with benefit, Lan Zi'an was shaken. What's more, Xia Tinggan only let him turn a blind eye and let the Jin army bypass Liaocheng.

If there was no Xia Tinggan, Zhao Zhu and Lan Zi'an would probably never say a word except on the battlefield. And Lan Zi'an's "dream of recovering the country" will not be ruined.

When he arrived, Lan Zi'an had been waiting for a day and a night.

Ten days ago, at the urging of Xia Tinggan, Zhao Tuo took a dozen guards from Cangzhou that night and arrived in Linyi.

The sky is high and the road is long, and the years are long.

~

She's just her after all, alone.

She's just her, a soul from another world.

Running alone in this world, looking at the snow that has not melted, looking at the mountains and rivers, the rivers and rivers are picturesque, she knows that from now on she has no brocade clothes and jade food, no princess respect, and no man's meticulous care, his country, his city, his woman, his everything, has nothing to do with her. But she belongs to herself, she doesn't have to worry about others, she doesn't have to be sad, no matter what she does, she doesn't have to take into account anyone's feelings.

Her heaven and earth, empty, cold, without sound and without people, her mind, was clearer than ever.

The overwhelming shouts behind him, Xia Chuqi couldn't hear a word.

"Princess...... The princess ......"

"Princess...... O princess...... The minion is wrong...... The minion is wrong, and he shouldn't hide it from you......"

"Sister...... What the hell is wrong with you?! ”

With a "ride", she reined in the horse, stayed in the sun, and watched the seven dusts of the early summer leave.

Looking at Xia Chuqi's decisive eyes, looking at the sharp tip of the knife in her hand, which was about to cut through the white skin, Qing Lan was frightened.

It's just that she never thought that they would make such a fuss.

The awkward things she had with Zhao Bottle recently were known to everyone in the Jin army, and Qinglan was naturally no exception.

"Don't call me sister, it's useless to call Tianwang Laozi."

"Sister——!

"No way!"

Qinglan was stunned, "Sister...... Why are you doing this? No matter what, wait for the master to come back, okay? ”

"My dear, I'll count three times, and if you don't stop, I'll show you what color the blood is......"

The whip was raised, and it was thrown on the horse's back, she sneered, pulled out the peach mirror, and looked at Qinglan who was following her.

Can't you fit it anymore?

Because of Zhao Shijiu, she deliberately deceived herself and covered up that loneliness.

Her world is too quiet. Inaudible, not a single sound...... In fact, she has been lonely for a long time.

There are countless people around me, but I feel that there is only one person in the world.

Her eyes blurred, and she suddenly felt lonely.

In the final analysis, she is her sister-in-law in name, but she is also Zhao Zhu's girl...... She is the same as Zheng Erbao, who will she help when she conflicts with Zhao Zhu? Among the people shouting loudly behind her, could one of them stand on her side in front of Zhao Zhu? But who would always stand by her side, no matter what she did or how she behaved, just like a true friend?

But then she thought about it, how much was it because of Zhao Zhu's order that Qinglan followed?

Thinking like this, she felt better.

In the end, Qinglan is still not like Zheng Erbao, a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised.

In the end, there are still people who are sincere for her.

"Sister...... Qinglan is very good at equestrianism, and after a while, she was already close to Xia Chuqi, she shouted, her voice was broken, there were big drops of sweat on her forehead, and her little face was flushed and confused, "My aunt and grandmother...... Where are you going with your luggage? You wait for me, and I'll follow you. ”

After not seeing each other for so long, she became Chen Jing's wife, gave birth to a child, wore complicated clothes, and was still so vigorous.

Qinglan exclaimed, stepped on her horse, and galloped over.

She knew she wasn't angry.

However, she glanced back at Dao Chang, who was standing in the sunlight and quietly watching her.

How much does she look like a willful, ignorant and jealous woman? In order to be angry with a man, he has to run away from home.

But looking at such a scene, Xia Chuqi felt even more ridiculous.

But her movement was so loud that it still alarmed many people. Zheng Erbao cried bitterly and chased out, kneeling while running, kowtowing while kneeling, Yueyu also ran with him in a panic, tears swayed all over the ground, Xiao Er and Xiao Liu were even more exaggerated, shouting and chasing after her horse buttocks, eating a mouthful of dust. In addition, there are countless Jin army soldiers, they are all calling her and chasing her......

Zhao Zhu is not there, and no one in this camp dares to stop her.

After a moment's pause, she strode to the stable, and went out of the camp in the open.

Glancing back at where she lived, her pupils shrank, and she suddenly felt a sense of distance.

The winter sun was not strong, but it made her squint subconsciously.

This song is called "The Myth of the Stars and Moon", and it is the only ending song of a time-traveling drama she has seen in her previous life. She can't remember the plot of that story anymore, the only thing she remembers is this song. I don't know why, probably because of the crossing, when she wanted to write, it was the melody of this song that popped into her mind. After writing, she exhaled a long breath, pressed the paper under the inkstone, reached into her arms, felt out the peach mirror that had never left her body, raised her left hand again, looked at the "lock love" on the bowl, sighed, and finally carried the cage out of the house.

…… But it's so hard to forget

…… Our story isn't pretty

…… What kind of scenery is around?

…… Where will you be in a thousand years

…… I wish I could know your eyes

…… If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

…… But I can't hug you

…… Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

…… Strange and familiar

…… Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

…… It's to meet you

…… The best scene of my life

Is that her? Silently retracting her gaze, she tore off the paper on which the team logo was drawn, and wrote carefully word by word.

In the warm sunshine outside, walking towards her was clearly a young female military doctor dressed neatly dressed, with neat short haircuts, and a smile on her face.

A sense of wandering without belonging made her eyes red, and in order to prevent tears from sliding down, he raised his head and leaned out of the window.

Is it Xia Chu? Or the seventh day of summer? Is it Zhao Zhu's woman? Or the Medic of the Red Thorn Special Operators?

Looking at this long-lost pattern, a sense of suffocation as if she was in another world made her a little unsure who she was.

can be written, drawn, and what appears on the paper is actually a logo - the logo of the Red Thorn Special Combat Team.

Smiling and muttering for a moment, she found a pen and paper and sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to leave something for Zhao Zhu.

Their seven-year itch seems to be unable to escape the tricks of fate.

It's been seven years, and she's been with Zhao Zun for almost seven years, and she can be regarded as an old husband and wife.

How many years? It's been almost seven years, and she is so deceitful and deceitful that she will be so poor.

No matter how she laughed with Zhao Bottle over the years, she didn't really hold much silver in her hands.

A box full of stuff, it looks like a lot. But in the end, she only has these belongings left.

By the time she agreed to her idea, her clothes and softness had been packed and packed in a carry-on box.

She wants to go back to Beiping, and she misses her daughter...... A strong desire dominates her, and her hands and feet have moved unconsciously.

Since you haven't been willful, why not be willful?

No matter what, there is no one in this world who can't give up, and there is no heart that can be let go without pain. Don't you all say that a person will always have an unreasonable willfulness in his life, and make a decision to leave if he wants to. She has a strong temperament, she is used to doing her own thing, all these years for Zhao Zhu, she combed and cut her feathers, pulled out the spikes on her body, and in the end, it was inevitable that she would become a disaster.

The fault is only that the time and space are wrong, and the identity is not right.

Perhaps, Dao Chang is right, Zhao Zhu is not wrong, and she herself is even more right.

remembered her helplessness when she said to Zhao Zun over and over again that she "wanted to be the queen", and for a while, she couldn't tell whether she forced Zhao Tuo to rebel.

But why on earth were they forced to take this path?

She wants to be relaxed, she wants to be free, she wants to fly with Zhao Zhu, and she wants to be the only one in their world.

Clutching her head tightly, she groaned and rolled down on the bed. These weren't what she wanted in the first place.

Recalling the days when she first went to Beiping with Zhao Zhu, there was no ease and ease before the war, and she hated the war almost madly.

But her relatives seem to be the only ones left.

When it's not good, you miss your loved ones......

A helpless sense of frustration made her feel that life was extremely difficult, and every minute and second was torture.

In the past, she wouldn't believe it if she was killed. And now, there are ridiculously doubts.

Zhao Zhu went to pick up Amur? How much is this possibility?

Returning to the house and sitting on the bed, Xia Chuqi quieted down and thought about it.

Xia Chuqi went to the medical camp, and under the scrutinizing eyes of Xiao Er and Xiao Liu, he finished what he should do and explained everything he should explain clearly, and then he strode out of the camp without looking at anyone again.

~

After a while, he folded his hands, hung his head and said softly: "The Buddha should forgive his disciples, and the actions of his disciples are also for the righteousness of heaven and the righteousness......

Looking at the burning fire, he lost his mind for a moment.

Watching her shake her hands away, Dao Chang stood in place in a daze, not moving, until her slender back disappeared in front of him, and he found that his palms were wet with sweat. Closing his eyes, he calmed down for a moment, then turned back to his room, and threw the letter he had been holding in his hand into the furnace, leaving it to ashes......

Xia Chuqi restrained the polite smile on his face and said softly: "Great monk, my eyes are tired, my heart is tired, and I hate preaching the most, so I will leave." ”

Since they all think like this, let them think about it, she's just peeing.

Can't tolerate other wives? Is that what everyone thinks of her now?

Dao Chang was stunned, and his beard shook slightly, "Female donor, don't mind, the old man is also thinking about King Jin this time." Of course, just like the original phase of the stars, if the king of Jin is called the emperor in the future, it is not impossible to influence the way of heaven with the emperor's qi. Lao G's words today just want to say that you need to guard against arrogance and rashness, and don't let other wives be embarrassed by the king of Jin......"

Xia Chuqi turned his eyes and looked at him sarcastically again, "Especially when I tell me these things, it is a monk, and I am even more smiling." ”

Dao often saw the ridicule on her face, and she was speechless for a long time.

Xia Chuqi smiled, "Master, in your words, it's like Zhao Zhu married Amur at the beginning, and the world was peaceful." It's as if all the difficulties he encountered were because of me, a vixen. Hehe, you men, you like to push your incompetence on women's heads. Xia died of the strange sister Xi, Shang died of the strange Daji, the Western Zhou Dynasty was destroyed by the blame Baoxi, the Wu died the blame Xi Shi, the Tang Dynasty declined the blame Yang Yubei, and the Ming Dynasty died blame Chen Yuanyuan...... A man is strong, but he doesn't carry the world? Men are strong, why not give birth to their own children, and ask women to do more. Amusing! ”

This curse that seems to be laughing but not laughing, choked so that Dao Chang's face was slightly pale and he couldn't make a sound.

"Master, when you ascend to heaven in the coming day, it's best to be a moon elder, so as not to waste your talent."

With an emotional "um", Xia Chuqi's eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not, and looked at him with a smile.

Speaking of this, he suddenly recited the sentence "Amitabha" and changed the topic, "Don't hide it from the female donor, the king of Jin left the camp for Binzhou this time, and it was also to pick up the oriental girl who came by boat from the Bohai Sea......"

Dao Chang nodded and sighed, "The two of them were originally a match made in heaven, but because of the change of the stars, they missed the marriage......"

"Gotta get it." Xia Chuqi didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, and only laughed mockingly, "The master wants to say, Dongfang Amur?" ”

Dao Chang stroked his beard, observed her complexion, and admonished: "The establishment of man in the world pays attention to conforming to the way of heaven. You and the King of Jin have a deep love, but they have no fate, the number of days is like this, and there is no difference between forcing it. Lao Wei once approved the eight characters for the King of Jin, and his marriage was ...... In Kyoto. Whether it's you or Yueyu, it's just a passing moment for him, even if you restrain him, it's useless, he will eventually ......"

Take a step, look at a step? Xia Chuqi thought about Zhao Zhu's expression when he said that, and his face stiffened slightly.

As he often said, "The monk doesn't speak, he answered me." Take a step, look at a step. ”

Xia Chuqi curled his lips and smiled lightly, "I don't know." I want to hear from the master. ”

Dao Chang was silent for a moment, and there was a rare smile on his face, "According to your guess, what kind of attitude should he have?" ”

"Master!" Xia Chuqi interrupted him, with a smile on his face, "What's the good of saying this?" I don't understand. I just want to ask, what is his attitude? ”

"If it weren't for the Mandate of Heaven, you would indeed be a good match for the King of Jin. But the world is in a dilemma, so the female donor should consider it for herself. Looking at Nanyan, there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, a vast territory, thousands of cities, and a prosperous country, but with the talent of the king of Jin, it is by no means only a corner of Nanyan and can be satisfied. He is a great husband who can conquer the world, how can he give up ...... for a woman?"

Dao Chang didn't answer immediately, he folded his hands, looked at this delicate but playful woman face to face, and sighed regretfully.

Thinking of this, Xia Chuqi pursed his lips, "The master really lifted me up, as if I was a woman who could turn things around." ”

But Zhao Bottle won't, this is the chasm. A chasm across time and space that cannot be crossed.

The idea of machismo made Xia Chuqi hate, but she had to admit that the current people are different from her concept. Even if she spoils her like Zhao Zhu, it is the same in her bones. They are conditioned by culture, traditions, and ideas, and they will never be able to understand them. For example, the portrait of Emperor Hong Tai of Geng Sanyou in Quancheng, if it is based on the meaning of the seventh day of the first summer, don't say that he hangs the portrait of Hong Taiye, it is the portrait of the Jade Emperor, and she is not wrong.

The Tao is often kind-hearted, but it seems to have deep meaning. Nodding, he said, "The battle for the Emperor Star has begun, and the troubled times have arrived. But since ancient times, it has been divided and merged, and the world will eventually be unified. The accession of King Jin to the throne as emperor is also the trend of the times. But all men, such as flowers, are the icing on the cake, let alone the emperor? You can't even tolerate a girl now, how will you be the mother of the world in the future? How can you accommodate the three palaces and six courtyards? Female donor, do you probably know that the solidity of the country is not the work of the emperor alone. If the imperial palace is in turmoil and crushing each other, wouldn't it be that they will fight again, making the government and the opposition uneven? If that's the case, where is the prosperity and prosperity, and where is the grand plan of the Jin King's imperial industry? ”

"Did you tell him all about what you just said?"

With a pang in her heart, she re-examined the old monk's face, thinking about those strange things, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

Even, he even knows the proverb of "reincarnated peach blossom".

But she is not Xia Chu, she is Xia Chuqi. She and Zhao Bottle are intertwined in time and space, their identities are misplaced, but Dao Chang really knows.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, dare to love the heavens, let this old man understand it?

This monk has always liked to bluff people with mysterious things, and she has always had reservations about his words.

"Hehehehe......" Xia Chuqi couldn't help but want to laugh.

But who is an ordinary person? Raising his eyebrows lightly and glancing at her, he had a serious face and continued: "Lao Wei once said to the female benefactor, you are a three-talented Quaker, the body of a phoenix, and God has appointed Zhao Mianze as the queen. If you are united to him, you are on the right path. However, overnight, the stars suddenly changed, Ziwei was shining, and there were two emperor stars...... You came from the world, it is you, not you, it is not you, it is a bad reincarnation of heaven, and it is even more contrary to the world to combine with the king of Jin...... The old man once advised you to let go of your sins and keep you safe, but you insisted on going your own way...... Originally, with the talent of the King of Jin, it was not difficult to point the sword at the country, but because of you, it was always difficult, which was the punishment of heaven...... Female donor, with all due respect, if you continue to entangle King Jin, even if he breaks this situation, he may also have to worry about his life...... That is, the deciding factor is not in Springs, but in you. ”

Her lukewarm attitude is estimated to be impossible for ordinary people to say.

Xia Chuqi snorted and didn't answer, only the audience.

Dao Chang is a famous monk in Nanyan, and the woman who will talk to him like this, except for Xia Chuqi, will not be the second choice. Dao Chang was choked by her, a pair of thick long eyebrows drooped slightly, his hands folded, and finally slowly approached her, "There is one thing, the old man has been brewing in his heart for many days, and he has not had a chance to say it for a day. I happened to meet it today, so I told the donor. The 'impregnable soup bureau' is in Quancheng, but the factor that determines the feng shui bureau is not Quancheng. ”

Xia Chuqi smiled, his eyebrows raised, "Lonely men and widows, I'm afraid it's inconvenient." ”

Dao Chang knows who she is, and she has always been straight, and she no longer detours, "Female donor, can you go into the house and talk in detail?" ”

Xia Chuqi squinted slightly, looked at him quietly, and waited for the following.

She was about to turn around, but Dao Chang called out to her, "Donor, the old man is looking for you for something?" ”

With a sigh, she said, "Okay, then I'll go first and say goodbye." ”

Xia Chuqi understood, this is also a secret that cannot be said.

Dao Chang lowered his head, his eyes flickered, as if it was inconvenient to speak, "Handle important affairs in the army, and I can't come back for the time being." ”

Looking at his expression, Xia Chuqi felt weird, "Where did you go?" ”

But Dao Chang's face was a little strange, "Female donor, your father is not in the house. ”

Xia Chuqi came here to find her father, and greeted casually, so he wanted to go to Xia Tinggan's house.

"The master didn't take a nap, huh? Where's my dad? ”

Today, the great monk seems to have done a while, his clothes are neat, his shoes are as good as new, his face is full of red light, and he looks solemn.

She looked up lukewarmly, and sure enough, she saw Dao Chang.

There is only one person who uses the Buddha name as the opening remarks in the Jin army camp.

"Amitabha!"

Therefore, even if her heart was broken into petals, she still firmly believed that Zhao Shijiu loved her.

She didn't know what love was like, because her powerful brain had never given her the slightest bit of what love should be. can go all the way with Zhao Zhu's life and death, and she has tasted all kinds of tastes, and she believes that the promise when the love is strong is not a fake. But women's sorrow and abuse are different from men's, or two concepts that are opposite to each other. There is no way around it, because men and women are not inherently of the same species. Thinking, ideas, and concepts are all different, and what women think is big is not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of men. The occurrence of many tragedies in ancient and modern China and foreign countries stems from the cognitive gap between men and women. What's more, she and Zhao Zhu are still separated by a difference in concepts that transcend time and space?

But she has long passed the age of worrying about the new words, and she does not have the weak heart of the heroine of a bitter drama, so she can come up with "Eighteen Bends of the Mountain Road" at every turn.

Can't find Zhao Zhu, she felt a little lost in her heart, Zheng Erbao's "two-sided and three-knife", she knew that there was an element of her own adultery, but she still added to the blockage, and was abused by Yueyu pretending to be injured, she had a hard time, and she was also very angry. But all these emotions are not as good as her, and she doesn't even know where her man has gone.

With a belly full of anger, the seventh day of the first summer rushed into the midday sun.