On this day, there were no clouds.

Outside Qinhuai City, above the green stream, the water mist is curling, as if it wants to fill the whole world.

The crisp sound of bells came from the depths of the forest.

When the sound of the horse's hooves was near, the bell was ringing in my ears.

Above the smoke wave, the long figure of a thousand miles of horses swept by, and the horse's hooves flew and thundered!

At this time, the water surface was warm and cold, and the water splashed in all directions, making a series of stirring sounds.

"Good news from the north of Xinjiang! Good news in northern Xinjiang! ”

The wind man on horseback shouted at the top of his voice, the gate of Qinhuai City had just opened.

Aking from the excitement, the soldiers on the city wall rubbed their sleepy eyes, poked their heads under the city, and swept in all directions, but the sound was already behind them, and it was getting farther and farther away.

"Good news from Northern Xinjiang - the chief general of the Lisang Triumphant Army - Wei Kaixuan - died in the Northern Desert at noon yesterday - Jinsha River."

Maxima galloped all the way, and the sound of joy floated from Suzaku Street all the way to Julong City.

For a time, there were two heavens of ice and fire in the city.

The Wind Clan people were smiling and cheering like flames.

What does this mean, they know very well.

The enemy people shouted to the heavens and the earth, and the crying was like rain.

When bad news came, they knew very well what that meant.

The Golden Palace, like a sea of spring, is full of spring.

"Hahahaha......"

Above the dragon rises, the dragon face is happy.

"Summons the Northern Desert, I want, reward the three armies!"

All kinds of rewards, one after another.

The internal officials who recorded on the side were full of pen and ink, and they were so busy that they were sweating profusely, for fear of mishearing, missing hearings, misremembering, and omitting ......

Qiu Neiguan, holding the dust in his hand, stood by the dragon seat, his eyes lingering up and down the dragon for a long time.

Presumably the monarch forgot that there was still a Ji Qingyun kneeling under the dragon ascension.

He leaned over and put his head in the monarch's ear to remind him.

Mocang Emperor glanced at Longsheng and looked at Ji Qingyun who was kneeling, and then remembered something......

The smile faded.

"Ji Aiqing—"

"Minister, here!"

Ji Qingyun's back was raised slightly, and he always kept his head down, not daring to offend Junwei at all.

"What does Aiqing have to play?" Emperor Mocang asked lightly.

Just said it, his heart was better, as soon as the good news from the north came, he taught him to have a yellow lotus in his mouth, and there were words of suffering!

Looking down at the ground, Ji Qingyun's teeth chattered.

In an instant, the wat board in his hand was raised high, and he looked at Emperor Mocang: "Your Majesty, this morning, the construction of Yuhuatai has been completed!" The celebration ceremony is also being prepared in detail, and His Majesty is also requested to set an auspicious day to complete the ceremony as scheduled! ”

Ridiculous! Every word is heart-wrenching!

When he said this, his heart was like a knife.

Emperor Mo Cang, leaning on the dragon seat, almost stared at Ji Qingyun and listened to him say word by word.

It is not difficult to find that his tone is flat, and his face is as silent as water.

Emperor Mocang put away his gaze, straightened his robe, and said leisurely: "Okay, very good." This should be a happy event! ”

sneered, and his hesitant gaze slowly sent to Ji Qingyun, "But why can't I see a trace of joy from Ji Aiqing?" ”

"Above the Golden Palace! Minister, don't dare to commit it! Don't smile. Ji Qingyun took it word by word.

"Eh-Master Ji is wrong with this!"

In front of the hundred officials, someone reminded with a smile.

"Now that the main general of the Triumphant Army is dead, the Triumphant Army is besieged, and Mocang has achieved a great victory in the Northern Desert for the first time, which is the great joy of our dynasty! The celebration ceremony is coming, and everyone is looking forward to it! Today's court can be described as happy and happy! My emperor's great joy is the blessing of the courtiers, such a beautiful scenery, why should Master Ji be restrained? ”

This majestic court, what about his official position in the forefront of the three grades? In the end, he is a slave of the country.

But wherever there is a sign of it, and those who add fuel to the fire and see the wind steer, there will be many people.

"Hey, the Triumphant Army is the elite of the previous dynasty of Li Sang, and now that this elite commander is dead, can Master Ji not remember the old feelings? This is good news for him? Hey! I'm afraid it's not a big event! ”

Afraid that everyone would be angry, Ji Qingyun twisted his body and tried his best to defend himself: "The contemptible people are both ministers and Your Majesty, and they should be loyal to Your Majesty wholeheartedly, as for the old relationship that this big man said? I really don't understand it. Contemptible people have been in politics for many years, and they have never chanted such sour words! ”

When others had nothing to say, he said: "Today's court is indeed a happy event. My emperor is happy, and the courtiers should be happy. I can see the joy of my emperor, and the contemptible people are also happy from the bottom of their hearts! ”

There was a commotion on the side, but some people remained silent.

Li Zhi always kept his eyes closed, just watching the fire from the other side.

Above, the Mocang monarch finally spoke.

Ji Aiqing was happy in her heart, why should she suppress it? If Ji Aiqing really feels happy, then she will laugh heartily! Let the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty know that Aiqing is very happy at the moment! Seeing the unity of the monarch and the minister, having fun and happiness, I was really happy at that time! ”

Emperor Mo Cang asked gently, as if he was tempting. "Aiqing, what do you think?"

This time, Emperor Mocang has the intention to make things difficult!

"What Your Majesty said is extremely ......"

Ji Qingyun accepted the raised wat board, slowly raised his head, and his eyes were scattered in the golden and brilliant hall, revealing sleepiness.

I really didn't expect that he would one day become a goddess in the Goolan Washe, smiling and greeting.

What a great irony!

Let him laugh, how should he laugh?

Qin Huai fell for twenty-six days!

In the past twenty-six days, he has never had a smile, not even a fake smile.

He had long forgotten how to laugh.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! Haha......"

In front of everyone's eyes, he raised his head and laughed at the sky.

This smile is very hearty, and the smile does not lose self-esteem at all.

That's more like a hot mockery and contempt for a litter of snakes and rats!

People who were closer to Ji Qingyun suddenly got goosebumps when they heard the piercing laughter, and some people simply clamped the wat board under their armpits temporarily, and covered their ears tightly with their free hands.

It doesn't get any worse laugh than that!

However, Emperor Mocang seemed to be very satisfied, his eyes swept under the main hall, and he smiled in a commanding tone and said, "Laugh, laugh with me!" ”

Like thunder.

The situation suddenly changed, and those palace maids and eunuchs were already frightened, but the monarch's voice was tight, and they had to open their mouths slightly, just like those ministers—laughing, laughing!

For a moment, a burst of laughter exploded outside the Golden Palace.

In the Golden Palace, the courtiers lost their manners.

When the monarch stopped laughing, the laughter in the hall disappeared sporadically, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

But there were a few stupid eunuchs and a few palace maids, and they almost couldn't close their mouths with laughter! Wonderful Pen Court

Qiu Neiguan rushed to the edge of Longsheng with a fierce momentum, swept through the dust, and shouted, "Don't laugh! Don't laugh! ”

The dragon ascended, one by one, silent as a cicada, stunned as a wooden chicken.

"Celebration of the country." Emperor Mocang groaned, without a trace of expression on his face, and the joy he had just experienced seemed to be from his previous life.

His fingers tapped casually on the dragon throne, and after some calculations in his heart, he said: "This Qingguo Hall will be set in three days!" ”

Three days later!

Hearing this, Ji Qingyun's heart suddenly "chuckled".

According to the original presupposition, the ceremony should be held two days later, and it should be held two days later!

All preparations were made in accordance with the original date.

He never thought that Emperor Mocang would change his mind temporarily.

This......

Emperor Mocang's eyes were heavy, he stared at Ji Qingyun, and asked, "Does Ji Aiqing have doubts?" ”

This is obviously a trap set by Emperor Mocang.

If he has any objections at this time, he will be exposed.

"Minister-obey!"

Nonchalant voices continued.

"By the way, what is the final result of Yuhuatai? When the Ministry of Engineering presented the rough drawings of its structure to me, I felt a sudden light in front of my eyes, thinking that if I could build it, it would be a great wonder in the world! Well? Ji Aiqing. ”

Emperor Mocang's curious eyes moved to Ji Qingyun and asked.

Ji Qingyun was a little absent-minded, he paused, and although his reaction was a beat slower, he answered very calmly.

"Returning to Your Majesty, it can be described as a skillful work."

Emperor Mo Cang showed his face and said happily: "Okay! Such a strange beauty can only be matched by a stunning beauty! ”

Then he instructed: "On the day of the celebration ceremony, I want to watch the stunning beauty dance on the Yuhua platform with all the people!" Ji Aiqing must handle this matter as soon as possible, and there must be no business trips! ”

"Minister-obey!"

After returning to the end, Ji Qingyun returned to his original position dignifiedly.

Standing there in a daze, the layer of clothes covered by the official robe was already soaked.

He was a little distracted, like a respite after saving the day.

But he suddenly felt that a great crisis was coming, and this crisis seemed to have existed from the beginning......

Above, Emperor Mocang suddenly issued an edict.

"Spread my will, summon the protector general Spa Jia, and return to the court within two days."

Li Zhi's closed eyes finally opened, "Your Majesty—"

"Does Mrs. Li have any objections?" Emperor Mo Cang asked.

"At present, the world is not peaceful, the Quartet is undecided, and there are still remnants of the Triumphant Army in the Northern Desert that have not been completely eliminated.

Li Zhi said worriedly.

"It's too much to worry about, as soon as the Qingguo ceremony passes, and I tell the world that Li Sang is included in my Mocang territory, the world will naturally be calm. As for the remnants of the Triumphant Army...... An army without a handsome man is like a plate of scattered sand, and it can't set off any storms! Let them resist stubbornly! Emperor Mocang said fearlessly.

On the surface, it is said that the Triumphant Army can't set off any storms, but its deep-rooted prestige always sounds like it will make people jealous.

After a little thought, he gave another order.

"This time, the right general of the town and country, Duo Lunduo, is insulting and persuading the mission, and he should be degraded! However, I have heard that Duolundo played a significant role in the attack on the commander of the Triumphant Army. For the time being, let him stay in the Northern Desert, take over the command of the Desert Wolf Cavalry in Sibajia, and strangle the Triumphant Army with all his might, so as to make up for his achievements! ”

This time, the monarch had clearly planned in advance.

Li Zhi retreated.

In this way, the reconsideration with the monarch was silently ended.

The monarch summoned Spaka to return to the court early, which was unexpected by him.

He knew that if this person came back, then all of Donggong's plans would become even more tricky.

Li Zhi began to feel a little uneasy, standing among the hundred officials, his gloomy gaze couldn't help but glance at Ji Qingyun secretly.

He felt that he should try again.

East Palace, East Warm Pavilion.

Shi Jiao, a few fingers ago, came from the east wind of the old building.

Obviously, yesterday was another day of nothing.

It is the ninth day of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's disappearance.

In the past eight days, he had almost trampled Qin Huai all over.

Dongfeng Pavilion is a place he must go to every day.

He always held out a glimmer of hope that one day, the Prince's Transsonic Flower would appear once in the sky.

On a sunny day, his hopes are greater.

But the result is ...... Willpower and endurance are almost exhausted.

There seemed to be nothing left to sustain him on.

At this time, the East Palace was no longer the East Palace of that time, and the huge East Palace made him feel scared from time to time.

That feeling of helplessness is like the devil's enchanting minions, always entanglement people's trembling hearts to death at a certain moment.

Now, only the East Warm Pavilion in front of him can give him a chance to breathe.

In it, although there is a sense of things being wrong, but those familiar pictures in the past are almost vivid, those cordial reminders, those clever smiles, as if they are in the ears, but unfortunately, it is already empty of people.

Turning around and turning to the case that His Highness was dealing with important matters.

If His Highness is here, it should be early at this time.

The lamp on the desk has long since run out of oil.

He rummaged through the cabinets before replacing the lamp oil.

The faint candlelight lit up, and the warmth filled the entire lampshade, and even the light emitted was inexplicably revealing a faint warmth.

It's not very bright, but the range of the aperture is just right.

From the box, he also picked up some loose items.

There is a map drawn by the prince himself.

Fascinated by the dragon-like pen, he unfolded the map on the table.

It is the topographic structure map of Qinhuai mentioned by His Royal Highness.

The whole heart, empty.

Shi Jian drooped his head and crouched on the case like a hamster, and the small case became the only place where he could be restrained.

The dim light shone softly on his face, and at the same time, the light of his eyes on the paper illuminated hot.

"Is Your Highness well? Hey, hey, the minion is going to pass the doctor for you. ”

"Don't—stand down!"

"Hey, hey, the slave won't go far, the slave is waiting for His Highness here, listening to His Highness's orders, and I hope His Highness will take care of himself!"

… …

Under the lone lamp, his heavy eyelids slowly closed.

Shi Jian fell asleep, like a child.