Chapter Twenty-Three: The Hatred of Destroying the Door is not shared with the sky
Walnut blinked strangely: "How could my aunt not have heard of it? Such a big thing has spread all over the capital! Now the palace is being renovated, and we are temporarily living in the Zhenguo Mansion." The Marquis of Zhenguo is now guarding the border pass, and there is only one person in the house, so the mansion is divided into two, and we live in the east courtyard, which is just a wall away from the residence of the prince. ”
Hua Qianshu trembled: "Good and dignified, how can the palace be on fire? And there are so many people in the mansion, how can the fire spread so badly?"
"It happened to be a festival, the prince and the old concubine went to the palace to participate in the palace banquet, and they were gracious, so that most of the people in the palace went home for reunion. At that time, the first fire was in the kitchen, the fire borrowed the wind, the weather was dry, and it was immediately out of control, and there were few people in the house, so it was too late to put out the fire. Even the Queen Mother was shocked by this matter, and after coming in person, after regretting it, she took the initiative to propose that the treasury allocate money to rebuild the palace. At that time, there were still people in the court who criticized it. ”
She never knew!
In his previous life, he had never heard of a fire in the palace. It's impossible not to know about such a big thing, even if you are blind.
What's more, at that time, he already knew Yefang and liked to talk about him with Yemuqing.
Why is there a deviation from the previous life?
Many things seem to be a little different from what I have experienced.
There was a little panic in her heart for no apparent reason.
Rebirth was her only reliance, even if she was imprisoned in the Qingyu Pavilion and isolated from the world during those three years. And now, it seems that this pitiful dependence has also been lost.
What happened was different from what happened in his previous life, and Yefang's attitude towards himself was also very different.
What do you have left, and what do you use to compete with Liu Jiangquan?
I can't always be greedy for happiness, so I stay in this neon dress hall for the rest of my life, like a walking corpse.
The hatred of destroying the door is not shared.
She should eat, drink, laugh and laugh every day, and never mention the disasters of the Hua family, but it doesn't mean that she forgets.
The tragic death of relatives in front of him, the scene of the corpse street is vivid, the torture of thirty-six bone nails being fiercely driven into the bone marrow is unforgettable, and Liu Jiangquan and the terrifying face of the night are like needles piercing the heart.
Liu Jiangquan was originally the son of his father's old friend, and when Liu's father was dying, he gave it to his father.
For more than ten years, he has been strictly upbringing Liu Jiangquan as his own son, helping him to make military achievements, and he has risen all the way to become the deputy general of the infantry battalion in charge of public security in the capital.
It's just that I didn't expect to raise a white-eyed wolf.
His father's strict discipline of him actually accumulated hatred in his heart, and he was sharpened on the battlefield, and he also thought that his father used him to achieve the fame of the Hua family.
I should have been aware of my own stupidity.
For example, after being promoted to become wealthy, Liu Jiangquan lacked his father's control, and gradually exposed his true nature, not only was he addicted to killing, brutal and unscrupulous, but also colluded with those corrupt officials and abused his power.
For example, when his father refused to listen to his hard advice and was about to impeach him in a letter, the hatred he inadvertently revealed was lost in front of Hua Qianshu for the first time.
For another example, Yemuqing has always had a great interest in Liu Jiangquan, and she has bumped into the two alone several times, and even the intimacy that Yemuqing deliberately showed, she didn't even pay attention to it at all.
At that time, she was disturbed by the night release and had a lake of clear water in her heart, and she told the first meeting of the two in the Fusheng Pavilion in front of Yemuqing, and just gave Yemuqing a knife to stab herself, using the topic to play, and slandering in front of Liu Jiangquan.
And Hua's father was upright and reprimanded and disciplined several times, and Liu Jiangquan had to stage a scene of changing his heart in the Hua family against his will for the sake of his future.
Hua Qianshu thought that it should be this incident that made Liu Jiangquan hate the Hua family to the core, and then did this kind of thing that was inferior to the beast.
In this life, Liu Jiangquan will be killed, and it is his responsibility to do so.
How can this revenge be avenged? Hua Qianshu also thought a lot about it when she couldn't sleep at night.
To put it bluntly now, she is just a minion of the palace, fighting alone, even if she is poor all her life, it is impossible to defeat the Jinwang Mansion.
Therefore, Nightshade initially felt that she was just a tree-shaking mayfly and spared her life.
She had two ways to put them to death.
First, desperately.
Second, rely on the Seven Emperor Uncles.
If the Seventh Emperor Uncle was really reborn at the same time as he suspected, he would definitely hate her who had betrayed him to the core, and he would not believe it in the slightest.
If he is suspicious, the current identity of the Seventh Emperor Uncle is still the uncle of the night, and he resolutely refuses to believe his nonsense and turns against his brother.
Thinking about it, she has only one way, and that is to work hard.
Liu Jiangquan is monstrous, he is as humble as dust, and he can't compete, but he can outwit, such as assassination!
It's a pity that although he was imprisoned in Qingyu Pavilion for three years of hard work in his previous life, he had a lot of internal skills and methods, and he couldn't show his skills recklessly.
She can only reverse-practice the unique internal skills of the Hua family, which she has memorized well, practice the art of qi collection diligently, and seal her internal force in her body without revealing the slightest clue.
Now the pulse is smooth, and the vigorous internal force can be retracted and released freely, and she can open the monument and gravel, but she only knows the fur of her fists and feet, so that this internal force rushes left and right in the body, but she can't find the best flashpoint.
Moreover, even this little bit of fur kung fu was taught by Liu Jiangquan at the beginning, and he knew it well.
I must completely abandon this bit of fist and foot kung fu, start from scratch, exercise my skills, and first practice a body of steel and iron.
No longer need to hide and tuck, just practice blatantly, disguise as a beginner's clumsiness, and make a step-by-step process. In this way, even if the Seventh Emperor Uncle knew that he had kung fu, he would not have any doubts, let alone arouse the vigilance of Liu Jiangquan and others.
She instructed Walnut: "When I have time, help me sew a cloth bag, which must be strong and resistant to beating." ”
Walnut took a bite and said: "What color is embroidered on it?"
Hua Qianshu suddenly stammered.
Walnut has been learning needlework for the past few days, and has reached the realm of going crazy and forgetting things and me.
A few days ago, I lit a lamp and embroidered a money bag for Hua Qianshu, and hurriedly took it to her to fill it with silver, and there was a black monster with wings on it, so that Hua Qianshu guessed.
Hua Qianshu really tried his best to guess,.
Walnut was very frustrated, with tears in her eyes, and Hua Qianshu could only praise her two sentences against her will.
Who knew that she was like being beaten with chicken blood, and she worked harder, and she simply forgot to sleep and eat.
Hua Qianshu said casually: "Just embroider a human face, the front is male, the back is female, we see who is not pleasing to the eye, we will treat this cloth bag as whom, and I will be angry." ”
Walnut got a new task, and suddenly felt a sense of mission: "Then who is embroidering?"
Hua Qianshu was careless: "Whatever, anyway, you don't look like anyone embroidering." ”
Walnut was suddenly a little reluctant.