The old lady's seemingly unintentional words made several old people at the same table suddenly sweat coldly.

Mrs. Fei took the lead in standing up, bowed and saluted, and said: "The Queen Mother is above, and the old minister thinks that the Yu Dynasty is still like the rising sun, and it is just glorious, how can a little moth affect it." ”

"You don't have to be so nervous, you just watch the show...... The mourning family is old, the old eyes are dizzy, and it is no longer difficult to see the story in and out of this play. When the first emperor and immortal went, the mourning family remembered that you and others were all people who helped the spirit. The mourning family has often dreamed of the former emperor recently, and he is still so busy, but he often says that although the Purple Mountain is good, it is colder. The mourning family thought, I'm afraid I have to accompany the emperor. ”

Mrs. Ning hurriedly stood up, bowed down and said, "The Queen Mother's longevity is higher than that of Tianqi, and I think that the first emperor hopes that the Queen Mother will help him look at this great country." ”

The old queen mother smiled faintly and shook her head, "Don't comfort the mourning family, the mourning family's heart is like a mirror." If there's anything you can't put down...... It's Your Majesty that he is kind-hearted and not as decisive as the previous emperor. Now the mourners don't understand the situation, but I just remind you - as a courtier, you should keep your duty! ”

The old men at the table stood up together, all frightened, but they heard the old queen mother say: "Fu Xiaoguan's article "Yu Chao Young Man Said" is very well written, if you haven't read it, the mourning family suggests that you go and see it." The mourning family likes that beautiful sentence, my young Yu Dynasty, and the sky is not old! I am a young man in the Yu Dynasty, and there is no border with the country! When the mourning family is old, they will live in this Cining Palace and no longer ask about anything, and you are also old, many people have gone into hiding, and many people are still assisting the emperor......"

The old queen mother took a deep breath, her expression becoming more and more tired, "No one wants their children and grandchildren to have a bad time, and the same is true for the mourning family." Just like the three sons of Prince Comet, the grandson of the mourning family, if he violates the law of the country, he should be punished by the law of the country, this is the rule. You are also a man with a house full of children and grandchildren, but you have to watch a little bit of your children and grandchildren, and don't let them go down that wrong path, and then the law of the land will fall on their heads...... You have to learn to mourn and understand the ruthless truth of the law of the land. ”

The old queen mother stood up, seemed to be a little tired, she walked towards Cining Palace, and left a sentence: "If you are partial, the mourning family will not let you go!" ”

Everyone looked at the back of the old queen mother, and under the sunset that was about to sink in the west, it was so bleak and desolate.

"Let Wen Yun help the mourning family to go in and rest, Concubine Shang Gui...... You and the emperor greet the guests for the mourning family. ”

……

A birthday banquet that was supposed to be full of singing and laughter ended in a dull and depressing atmosphere, and the old queen mother had never come out again since she watched a play with the ministers and said a word, until the banquet was over.

This made Fu Xiaoguan a little worried, the old queen's spirit seemed to be exhausted in that speech, and she was only afraid of ...... Time is running out.

At the beginning of the year, the banquet ended hastily, Fu Xiaoguan waited for Dong Shulan to leave Cining Palace together, and Yu Wenyun accompanied the old queen mother to go in, but never came out.

The moon hung high, the air was cold, and the chill was extremely heavy.

"The Queen Mother is estimated to be tired, it is said that when the first emperor was in power, the Queen Mother was a big help to the first emperor, and today's Shang Guifei is almost the same. It's just that His Majesty has been on the throne for nine years, and she has not asked about the government for nine years, but her heart and eyes are still clear. She deliberately let the troupe sing such a play, deliberately let the ministers watch this play, and deliberately said that thing. Naturally, the purpose is to know that the current situation is unstable, and the intention is to knock them ......"

Dong Shulan glanced up at Mingyue and sighed, "It's just a pity." ”

"What a pity?" Fu Xiaoguan took Dong Shulan's little hand, which was a little cold.

"It's a pity that the Queen Mother's time is short, Yu Wei ...... In fact, it doesn't affect them much. ”

Fu Xiaoguan lowered his head and walked, and suddenly asked: "You said that it has been eight years, how can this court situation be so erosive?" ”

What does this mean to ask His Majesty Dong Shulan what he has done in the past eight years?

Dong Shulan turned her head and glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, this is in the palace." ”

Okay, Fu Xiaoguan looked up and looked around, the shadows of the trees under the moon, the shadows of the lights, this huge palace seemed extremely lonely at the moment, and there was a bit of a cold taste.

Fu Xiaoguan doesn't like this kind of environment, he likes to be lively.

The two of them arrived at the gate of the palace, which was bustling with activity, where the people who had been scattered at the feast said goodbye to each other and were boarding their own carriages.

Fu Xiaoguan and the others were about to get into the car, but a teenager walked in front of them.

"In Xia Shangguan Miao, the ancestor of the family is Shangguan Wenxiu, Fu Gongzi is good!"

Fu Xiaoguan was a little surprised, he had never seen Shangguan Miao, this young man was quite burly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, full of spirit, and looked more like a martial artist than a literati like Shangguan Wenxiu.

"Brother Shangguan is good."

As he spoke, he glanced at Dong Shulan, Dong Shulan knew Shangguan Miao, and she nodded imperceptibly.

"That's right, I have admired the name of the little official brother for a long time, and my ancestors often mention the name of the little official brother. The moon is full tonight, and the hour is still early, so I want to invite the little official brother and Shulan to go to the red sleeves to get together, okay? ”

"But what's the matter?"

"I want to introduce a few young talents to meet you, don't hide it from the little official brother, I want to participate in the Wu Chaowen Society, so I naturally have to have a relationship with you first."

This kid is very direct, Fu Xiaoguan laughed, "Dare to ask who else?" ”

"They are all students of the Academy, and they are all members of the Lanting Poetry Society, and they are all admirers of the little official brother."

Fu Xiaoguan pondered for a while, "Okay, we'll go with you." ”

Shangguan Miao boarded the car, Fu Xiaoguan and Dong Shulan also got into the carriage, and the group went straight to the Qinhuai River under the moonlight.

Su Su was sitting in the carriage, with the huge piano case beside her, and at the moment she pouted very unhappily and said, "It's good for you, I haven't eaten yet!" ”

"Red Sleeves has something to eat, you just have to order it later."

Su Su's eyes lit up, "Really? ”

"Seriously!"

"I heard that the Wuwei Zhai on Long Street is open again."

"Okay, let's go buy you more osmanthus cakes tomorrow."

The fourteen-year-old girl stopped talking, as if in her heart she no longer thought about anything but good food.

Only then did Fu Xiaoguan ask Dong Shulan, "What is the Lanting Poetry Society?" ”

"The Lanting Poetry Society has been established for a long time, and it is the largest poetry society in Jixia Academy, and now the president of this poetry society is Qin Wenzhe, the fourth son of Qin Huizhi, the governor of political affairs."

It is equivalent to a club in the university, Fu Xiaoguan asked again: "Is this Shangguan Miao...... What kind of person is he? ”

"He was quite famous in Jixia Academy, he should have been seventeen or eighteen years old, and his poetry was not very good, but his strategy was excellent. There is also the fact that this person is a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, so what he is learning now is not holy science, but has been transferred to martial arts - the school palace does not only teach holy learning, but also has a martial academy. ”

The little official Fu of the Jixia School Palace has not had time to go, originally he thought that the Yu Dynasty was heavy on literature, so the highest school of the Yu Dynasty taught and studied all the sacred articles, but he did not expect that there would be a martial arts academy.

"It's just some simple things like swords, guns, swords, halberds and riding strategies, I heard my father say that the Jixia School Palace used to be very prosperous in the martial arts academy, and it accounted for half of the literary class, but later there were fewer and fewer people who practiced martial arts, and now the martial arts class only accounts for about one percent of the school palace."

This is the inevitable result of the Yu Dynasty's emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, Fu Xiaoguan was not surprised, he was thinking about Qin Wenzhe at the moment.

He has never heard of this name, since he is the fourth son of Qin Huizhi, he is naturally the grandson of Qin Yuheng, the Qin lord in Shangjing, what kind of person will this kid be?

Between the relationship between Qin Bingzhong, Fu Xiaoguan has not visited Qin Yuheng, for the Qin family, he is most familiar with Qin Bingzhong and Qin Mowen, and Qin Chengye from Xishan, and Qin Ruoxue from Shangjing.

……

Just as Fu Xiaoguan and his entourage were heading towards the Qinhuai River, in the backyard of the Xianyun Courtyard in Nanling County, the former general of the Southern Frontier Army was facing a person with a rusty long knife at the moment.

It was a woman, and in the bright moonlight, she could clearly tell that she was the Bunian Shitai who should have died in the Water Moon Nunnery.

"The teacher is too good a means."

At this moment, where does the master have the appearance that Fu Xiaoguan saw that day!

She looked up at the cold moon with a rosary in her hand, there was no fear or nervousness on her face, she was very calm, and her originally cloudy eyes became bright on her face full of ravines.

"How did General Fei know that I wasn't dead?"

"The former martial saint Yang Clam created the art of turtle breath, with thousands of years of turtle powder kneaded into sandalwood as a guide, since the menopausal veins can be guaranteed for 100 days without death. You...... Why is this turtle breath technique? ”

Bu Nian Shitai retracted his gaze and looked at Fei An and suddenly smiled, her mouth opened, and there was not a single tooth in the hollow and black inside, and Fei An's hand holding the knife unconsciously tightened by two points.

It's terrifying!

"Guess!" Two words came out of that mouth.

According to the record of the previous dynasty's "Imperial Residence Minutes", Yang Xianzi only accepted an apprentice named Princess Jing'an during his lifetime, and the Yu Dynasty invaded Jinling City and beheaded all the royal family of the previous dynasty, except for the Jing'an princess. Yang Xianzi once single-handedly entered Jinling, intending to avenge the monarch of the previous dynasty, but died unexpectedly, but the princess of Jing'an never appeared. ”

He pointed at the long knife: "All, you are the descendant of Princess Jing'an!" The remnants of the royal family of the previous dynasty! ”

If you don't laugh too much, the empty mouth will open wider and wider.

"You're really powerful, but you shouldn't be so curious, if you directly slash the coffin, I won't be there."

"I can still kill you now!"

"No, you've been planting fields for too long, and now your murderous aura has been washed away, and you're no longer my opponent. But...... Why aren't you curious about my devotion to Yuhuatai? ”

"Those things have nothing to do with me, look at the knife!"

The long knife suddenly rose, even if it was rusty, it was still murderous!

Bu Nian Shitai flew up at that moment, and stepped lightly on thousands of moonlight.

"General Fei, the grace of saving your life, the poor nun will report it again in the future!"

The knife is exhausted, the bright moon is still there, Fei An stands with a pestle, and there is a lot of sadness written between his eyebrows.