At night, Liu Wude let Jiuxing retreat, the bright imperial study room was particularly brilliant in the firelight, a high-headed candle not far away was still squeaking, and the sound of night cicadas squeaked in the distance.

A qiē is so quiet, Liu Wude rubbed his somewhat drowsy head, grabbed another fold and looked at it, fortunately there is no war in the north, Dongyuan as a granary is very stable, these are two very good news, as long as the north is not chaotic and the granary is stable, the Liu family's country will not be shaken.

His eyes were unaware of the crumpled note on the right side of the table, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Is the royal war finally coming? Cheng'er, is this going to force me to abdicate directly? ”

As he spoke, he held the note in his hand again, and smiled helplessly: "Are you the reincarnation of a real dragon?" So what has become of me? Sooner or later, my country will be handed over to you, why are you so anxious, do you think that if you kill your brother and drive it away, I really have to hand it over to you? ”

"Hehe...", his face suddenly became gloomy again, "Is everything ready?" Was this planned a long time ago? ”

With a "snap", his hand slapped on the table fiercely, "Rebel, I can make you the prince, naturally you will abolish you, force me to abdicate, and it will not be your turn!" ”

"The hearts of the people! I can only go to me! A true dragon, and only I am a real dragon! ”

……

After a burst of senseless anger, Liu Wude's face finally returned to normal, the sky outside had begun to brighten slightly, and there were some rustling footsteps outside.

A gentle woman's voice came from outside: "The emperor hasn't slept all night in the imperial study tonight?" ”

The person at the door replied in a whisper: "Hui Niangniang, the emperor has been in the imperial study, and the servants have been guarding outside, and the emperor said that if it doesn't rain in Xichuan and the Southern Regions for a day, the emperor will be uneasy for a day!" ”

The woman outside the door sighed and said: "Cheng'er has already begged the sky for rain in Zhiyun Temple, Zhiyun Temple has always been effective, and the emperor will definitely be able to sleep comfortably this time." ”

As everyone knows, when this woman's bland words reached Liu Wude's ears in the room, his mood that had just eased became gloomy again, and his hands clenched his fists fiercely: "Do you want him to beg the rain to come down?" Do all the people want me to abdicate? Am I really old? ”

……

More than two hundred miles to the east of the capital, the early morning Ciyun Mountain is still a dense fog, the bamboo is green and verdant, the temple on the mountain has a faint bell here, in response to this bell, the gate of the manor is pushed open with a squeak.

When the servant with the broom opened the door, he saw a bald monk coming from the steps outside the door, and the servant respectfully leaned against the door and greeted him familiarly: "Morning, master! The master is practicing swords in the back mountain! ”

"Oh!" The monk stood on his feet, "I didn't drink yesterday, and Hou Ye started to practice swords?" ”

The servant replied, "I was drunk in the morning, and I was drunk to practice my sword!" ”

The monk sighed, shook his head helplessly, and when he raised his feet and was about to walk inside, a clear woman's voice came from the courtyard: "Fifth uncle, you are here, look, Lan'er embroidered a handkerchief yesterday, can you show Lan'er how well the embroidery is?" ”

A few steps up the steps, a woman wearing a pink Luo skirt, tall and slender, with a pink and delicate face, her skin is clear and jade, her face is small, and on top of a delicate nose, there is a black mole embellished like a woman's style and ran towards Wujie.

Obviously, this woman is very familiar with Wujie, and when the silk in her hand was handed to Wujie, she smiled and hurriedly shook the fan in her hand: "Fifth uncle, has Lan'er's embroidery worked?" ”

Wujie glanced at him, and without looking at it, he pushed back the silk silk handed over by Feng Yulan: "Hanqi, what about your fifth uncle, where will I look at the things of a big monk?" ”

Feng Yulan giggled: "Fifth Uncle deceives, the Tianxiu Palace in our capital has always been in charge of you, you don't know how to look at embroidery, and you can still run an embroidery village?" ”

Wujie's face turned dark: "It's not your father who asked me to take care of it, you really think I'm willing to take care of it..."

"Then the fifth uncle will hand over the Tianxiu Palace to Lan'er to take care of, anyway, you don't know how to embroidery."

Feng Yulan said with a smile on her face, seemingly casually, but she was very nervous in her heart.

Wujie pushed away Feng Yulan, who was in front of him, with one hand, and strode in the direction of the backyard: "It's useless to look for me, haha, you have the kung fu to arrange your fifth uncle, but you should spend some effort to please your drunkard father, maybe I can give you Tianxiu Palace as a dowry, haha..."

Feng Yulan chased after two steps, and saw that Wujie had turned the arch and disappeared, so she stomped her feet on the spot, pouted and shouted, "If Dad can give it to me, do I still need to beg you, the great monk?" Huaxin monk, the things of the woman's house, what's the matter with you holding it in your hands all the time? ”

"Haha..."Wujie's voice came from the backyard, "Your fifth uncle and I are famous for slamming the door, hurry up and send two dishes to your fifth uncle, I want to drink with your father." ”

"If you want to be beautiful, give it to me in Tianxiu Palace, and I'll fry it for you, and I can fry it for you every day."

"Your fifth uncle doesn't have this blessing to let you stir-fry for me every day, haha......" Wujie's laughing voice came from inside.

Feng Yulan's cheeks flushed, she paused, and howled at the top of her throat: "Dead monk, stinky monk, flowery monk..."

"What? He doesn't want to? ”

At this time, a woman dressed as a noblewoman appeared out of nowhere.

Feng Yulan turned around and said with a dejected face: "This damn stinky monk, Tianxiu Palace belongs to our family, why didn't he give it to me?" ”

With a doting look on her face, the woman stepped forward and took Feng Yulan's hand: "Girl's family, don't be so babbling, be polite to your elders..."

Feng Yulan's face sank, and the innocence and cuteness just now suddenly disappeared: "Hmph... Predecessor! Happy to call him Uncle Five, he really thinks of himself as such, to put it bluntly, it's not just a dog raised by my father, Tianxiu Palace will be mine sooner or later, hum..."

With that, he withdrew his hand from the woman's hand, and walked angrily towards a room opposite.

The woman shook her head helplessly, chased after her and said, "Lan'er, you can't say that in the future, your fifth uncle is a person with great ability, and he has stayed in Ciyun Mountain all these years, to put it bluntly, because your father is here." ”

……

Passing through the backyard, it is the back mountain, there is a special peach forest in the back mountain, Feng Chun practices swords, he will definitely be in it, Wujie walked into the peach forest, and he walked in if he was familiar with the way.

The leaves had been scattered all over the ground, and it seemed that he had been practicing for a long time, and he walked a few steps into the peach forest, and soon saw Feng Chun who was swaying and dancing with a sword.

Wujie smiled and held his hand in his arms, and said jokingly: "After practicing for so many years, I still haven't made any progress at all, how about it?" Do you want me to feed you? ”

Feng Chun in front ignored him, the sword light flowed, sometimes soaring into the air, sometimes splitting a peach leaf, sweat had wet his sideburns, but he was still very devoted, saying that he was practicing swords, it was better to say that he was dancing with a sword, one move and one style, always doing a very exaggerated look, there was no practicality at all.

Wujie just stood there quietly, watching Feng Chun dance the sword, for so many years, he was always Feng Chun's only audience.

"Did you bring any wine?"

He said, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Wujie.

Wujie waved his hand, and Feng Chun's sword suddenly didn't know where he had flown away, and a big wine jug appeared in his hand and handed it to Feng Chun, and said calmly: "Your girl has grown up!" ”

After taking a big sip, Feng Chun wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and handed the wine jug in his hand to Wujie: "It's Lan'er who is asking you for Tianxiu Palace again, right?" If she really likes it, you can give it to her. ”

Wujie took the flask and took a big sip: "No, I mean your biological daughter, she has grown up." ”

"Really?" For the first time in Feng Chun's eyes, he became interested in Wujie talking about Qiao Yue, "Did you learn to cause trouble?" You don't have to persuade me, I won't go to see her, I haven't figured out how to face her, she shouldn't have been born in this world, I'm already sorry for Ah Xuan, if Ah Xuan knew that I had a daughter, or a daughter born to her, Ah Xuan would definitely hate me for the rest of my life. ”

A trace of gloom flashed in Wujie's eyes, and he poured a large sip of wine into his throat fiercely: "She wants to kill the prince!" ”

"Hehe... You're helping her, aren't you? That's fine, if you help, you can help, it's a little compensation for her as a father! Feng Chun said indifferently, even if the person he wanted to kill was the prince, he still didn't care.

"Haha..."Wujie laughed fiercely, "Master Hou, do you want to compensate?" You can never compensate her, you owe her too much, have you, as a father, ever loved her and loved her?

Wujie suddenly roared out of control: "You live in your own world every day, Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan, she has long been dead!" She died eighteen years ago, and she died by your sword, and you knew that she died by your sword, and it was you who killed her personally. ”

"You talk nonsense, nonsense." Feng Chun snatched the wine jug in Wujie's hand and began to pour it into his throat violently, and suddenly laughed: "Did you see it?" Ah Xuan was standing in front of me, she said she wanted to see me practice swords, what about swords, where did you throw my swords, I want swords, give me swords, my A-Xuan wants to see me practice swords......"

……

Ningzhou, the sky was still cloudless when the morning light came up, today was the day when the prince begged the sky for rain, and the people in the city were already excited, and the road to Zhiyun Mountain was already crowded with crowds in the early days.

The door of Qiao's house was wide open early in the morning, and unlike in the past, the stupid man who used to sleep at the door every day was gone.

Qian Gui came in from outside sweating profusely, and when he walked into Qiao Yue's courtyard, he said, "Miss, do you really want to leave?" ”

Liu Xing came down from upstairs, holding a big package in her hand, and said in her immature voice: "Steward Qian, my sister said, let you all hurry up and get on the road, why are you back again?" ”

Steward Qian said worriedly: "Aren't the eldest lady and the second lady going all the way with us?" Let's go together, and have a response. ”

At this time, Qiao Yue's voice came from upstairs: "It's okay, just leave Geng Huyuan for me, you go first, I'll arrive later, you guys hurry up, it's hard to leave if it rains for a while." ”

Qian Gui was very worried, tilted his head and continued: "Miss just believes what those rheumatism patients say? Look at this day, it's not a sign of rain. ”

"Well, I believe it, they said they wanted to go down, and they had to go down."

Qiao Yue didn't go downstairs, only the voice came from upstairs.

Using old rheumatism patients to pre-wind and rain, Qiao Yue will not be really stupid enough to be so desperate, in fact, Qiao Yue also has the theory in the black stone to judge, whether it rains or not, in addition to looking at the clouds and the sky, the most important thing is to look at the wind, the wind direction is to the west, the rain will not fall when it is said to be anything, and only when it becomes the east wind will there be heavy rain coming, this is Qiao Yue's reliance, of course, the time predicted by rheumatism patients is also a very good basis.

Liu Wencheng's altar was built by Qiao's family, in addition to the flags, a big iron rod was also installed, according to the black stone, this thing is called a lightning rod, the top layer of the altar is built with iron plates, this thing conducts electricity, Zhiyun Mountain is in a high place, everything is ready, just wait for the thunder to come down and kill him, the fake dragon.

The subordinates of Qiaofu have already started to go on the road, where to go to Liu Xiang in Huaizhou, this is part of Qiao Yue's plan, no matter what, they can't affect the entire Qiaofu because of this matter, there is nothing wrong with them.

Qian Gui persuaded for a while, and seeing that Qiao Yue was still so determined, he had no choice but to go on the road.

Liu Xing ran up and down with her baggage, and saw Qiao Yue still quietly saying where the curtain was in the attic, ignoring her, she came up worried and asked, "Sister, everyone in the house is gone, when will we leave?" ”

Qiao Yue took her in her arms and said gently, "Where are you going?" They're all gone, and it's just the two of us living in such a big house, isn't that good? ”

Liu Xing scratched her head: "The house is too big, they feel so deserted when they leave, and Xing'er is a little scared." ”

"Hehe..."Qiao Yue smiled: "If we don't go out, we won't know that the people outside are gone, you see, this courtyard is very small." ”

As he was talking, Geng Huyuan's voice came from outside: "Miss, the master of the Xing family handed over a post to see you." ”

"Oh!" Qiao Yue was surprised, "Let him in." ”

Not long after, under the leadership of Geng Huyuan, Xing Lao and Dongming appeared on the first floor of Qiao Yue's attic.

Liu Xing obediently served tea and stood next to her without speaking, Xing Lao looked at Qiao Yue suspiciously: "Qiao Niang, are you leaving?" ”

"Where are you going?" Qiao Yue replied calmly.

"Oh?" Xing Lao frowned, "Old Man came here this time to ask Mrs. Qiao, will it rain today?" ”

Qiao Yue turned her head to look at the branches outside that had begun to shake in the wind, and said with a smile: "Master Zhiyun said that the prince can ask for rain, so it should be okay, Xing is always worried that the prince will ask for rain?" ”

Hearing Qiao Yue's words, Xing Lao's solemn face became even thicker, and he said: "On the contrary, if the prince really asks for the rain to come down, then he, the prince, will not be able to do it!" ”

After thinking for a while, Xing Lao stared at Qiao Yue again, and asked very seriously: "Is this matter really not related to Qiao Niangzi?" What does Master Zhiyun mean? ”R1152