Bescin

"When did this king beat you?"

"When did I steal your jade?"

The two went toe-for-tat, and Qin Zhao saw that people were alive and well in the other garden, so he was relieved.

"You've learned to lie." A bland word of disappointment.

Mu Fandi was stunned, she has indeed changed, and now she doesn't even play the edge ball, so she can talk nonsense without blushing and heartbeat.

After Qin Zhao finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the garden, went back to the study to change into court clothes, and then went to breakfast.

In the next few days, she did her best to clean up the side courtyard out of her own pocket to house the four concubines. When the four of them saw that the princess treated each other sincerely, they let go of their jealousy, and they just had to wait for the opportunity.

Li Xuerou saw that the two of them turned against each other, although they didn't have time to start, they could be regarded as a step forward.

At the beginning of March, the side courtyard was renovated, and the four concubines happily entered the new house.

Someone is about to start her next step.

Southside

Today is the day when the old general Yang Qiao set off to return to Beijing, and Yang Jingsi and Wei Ziqing were dressed neatly in the morning.

Dressed in a military uniform, with black hair tied up in a crown, the whole person is radiant, his eyes are like a pool, his eyes are full of autumn water tenderness, which is contrary to the iron man, and the dark bottomless pupils reflect the woman's pure and flawless cheeks.

"Qing'er, go with General Ben." In a tone of invitation or begging, he asked the person in front of him.

In fact, she didn't want to go out, and as soon as she talked about it that day, she was hidden by him in this general's courtyard. Every day, disguised as a small soldier goes in and out, in and out to cover up.

And after Yang Jingsi knew that the emperor did not marry her, she was even more grateful. used to give up his children's private feelings for the country and stick to the border, but now he has to do his best even for selfishness.

"Can Ziqing get out?" confirmed.

"Qing'er, why don't you change your name and surname and stay with General Ben in your new identity?" proposed.

Wei Ziqing leaned on that broad chest, now she is the only one left in the Wei family, and she almost died, for the sake of the real bloodline, the name is just the outside, and said with relief: "Ziqing listens to the general." ”

Yang Jingsi pulled Wei Ziqing to the bookcase and opened a wooden brocade box that was shiny and had been coiled for a long time.

The surface paint has fallen off, the pattern has been worn away, and it is round and shiny.

Gently opened, took out a piece of paper with yellowed handwriting, and handed it to the person on the side.

"Qing Mujun"

You came with the breeze

I didn't greet him

You step on the colorful and return

I don't send it away

Qing Mujun is like a breeze

The love is deep and the photos are empty

Qing Mujun is like a breeze

A wave has not risen and a wave has flattened

Qing Mujun is like a breeze

Faint ripples and new sounds

"How is this Ziqing's font?" Surprised, how could she have written this farewell poem.

Hearing this, Yang Jingsi was also surprised, "Isn't this what Qing'er asked people to transfer to General Ben?" ”

Wei Ziqing shook his head silently.

It turned out that Yang Jingsi was listening to Fengzhai to buy drunk that day, and when he was drunk and unconscious, a small servant gave him this wooden brocade box.

It was this poem that made him reinvigorate, leave the capital, and hide this feeling, he thought that this was the mood that Qing'er wrote to himself involuntarily but admired.

"In this way, this should also be the emperor's good intentions." After that, he got up and came to the middle of the hall, to the north, the direction of the capital, and bowed down.

"The last general, Yang Jingsi, I am grateful!" After speaking, he bowed deeply.

"People's daughter, Emperor Xie is complete!" In fact, in the eyes of the two, even if the people of the world do not know the meaning of their love, as long as the emperor approves it, they will be satisfied.

At the end, the two knelt on the ground and embraced each other.

Yang Jingsi helped Wei Ziqing up, returned to the bookcase, looked at the poem written by the emperor who was still the crown prince twelve years ago, and said with a grateful face: "Qing'er, why don't we take one of the words in this poem as the surname and use this Mu." ”

Wei Ziqing felt very good, and asked, "What about the name?" ”

"Qing'er, this name we take the end of the new voice, this new sound of the two words of the general pondered day and night to think about its meaning, always thought it was Qing'er's heart, today I learned that it is a new life, is our beginning.

This character is taken by the general as twelve, there are twelve months in a year, twelve hours in a day, twelve earthly branches, etc., are all new beginnings. ”

Wei Ziqing felt that although her general was uncivilized, his meaning was deep, but his feelings were true.

Looking at the eyes of the double love and righteousness, he nodded and said: "Well, we are also separated for twelve years, and this is also a new beginning." "Coincidentally, this year is the Year of the Rat, the first year of the 12-year cycle.

In this way, Wei Ziqing changed his name to Mu Xinsheng, the word twelve.

"General! The carriage is ready! The little soldier outside the door made a report.

Yang Jingsi quickly put away the yellowed small pieces of paper, and walked out of the general's courtyard with Wei Ziqing one after the other.

"You guys, go to the courtyard and bring out the entourage that General Ben prepared for the old general." At the sound of an order, the accompanying soldiers were taken away and the people were secretly carried into the carriage.

The road was rugged and bumpy, shaking and shaking along the way, just like the trip back to Beijing twelve years ago.

Wei Ziqing lifted the curtain and looked out the window, the green water and green mountains outside, the birds and flowers were fragrant, and the spring was full of joy.

"Don't look, it's coming soon..."

Originally, the military camp on the southern border is between the north of Nanshan and the south of Beishan, this place is dangerous, Nanshan south is a river that crosses the south from east to west, named the Three Kingdoms River, south of the Three Kingdoms River, the east is Bangnan country, the west is Nanyang country, this river is the dividing line.

The military camp is stationed in Yuncun, and the reason why it is called Yuncun is that it is halfway up the mountain between the two mountains, not flat land. The carriage that set off from the military courtyard was nothing more than going from the bottom of the mountain to the mountainside.

"Phew!!"

"General, it's here!"

Hearing the sound, Wei Ziqing hurriedly hid behind the carriage, and Yang Jingsi got up and lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. "You go and carry the things to the backyard, you go too!" Another order was given, and a cadre of people was taken away.

Hearing two light coughs, the people inside hurriedly got out of the carriage and entered the front hall with Yang Jingsi one after the other.

"The child sees the father!"

"Good!"

Yang Jingsi took a seat, and Wei Ziqing stood behind his right, respectful.

"Big brother! When my father returned to Beijing this time, did he prepare a gift for my little sister? Yang Jingyuan sat opposite and asked.

"Yes, I have been carried to the backyard, and I hope that my father will load it into the carriage with me." looked at General Yang in the upper seat and said respectfully.

Yang Qiao glanced at his two sons, and his voice was as bright as a bell, "How did I give birth to a son like you?" Except for my sister, I can't find a woman who hurts? ”

"Father, don't worry, Jing Yuan is only in the year of the crown, don't worry." Hurriedly waved his hand and smiled.

"Father, my third brother and I will practice it for you." Yang Jingsi got up and asked the two of them to move to the dining room together.

Yang Qiao's four children, the youngest daughter Yang Huixian's children will be called grandfathers, and the three sons are still singles! It really makes him cry all the time, and he hates iron but not steel!