170 Netherworld Yin and Yang
In the study, the little eunuch nervously packed up the tea set, "Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like to listen to your preaching, you don't say a few words, why don't you make him unhappy?" He's not happy, and it's hard for the little ones to do things! ”
Hu Yu didn't care.
With slender and thin hands hanging down at the side of his legs, a palm-sized red-haired spider, dancing with eight slender legs, slowly climbed up the back of his hand.
He held up the red-haired spider and looked at it, "The prince is young, so our family has to take care of it." Those few words of truth may not be for the prince. As long as someone hears it, it can always show that our family is loyal, right? ”
The little eunuch was foolish, "But Master, when the prince enters the mountain, don't you really follow him?" In case there are assassins, how can those fancy East Palace guards be able to stop them? ”
"Naturally, you have to go," Hu Yu hid the big spider in his sleeve pocket, "If the prince dies in Jiangnan, the one in the palace, the one in Lin'an's family, but he will take our family to ask the ......."
The cold wind blows open the carved window.
His figure disappeared like a ghost.
The luxurious ceremonial ride is slowly driving in the deep mountains.
As winter approaches, the temperature in the mountains drops sharply, and the grass and trees on both sides of the road are covered with frost.
Qi Heng sat on the warm soft couch, tightened the stove in his hand, his eyes fell on the grass hut lit by lights in the distance, and the corners of his lips pursed into a smile that he was bound to get.
The ceremonial driver stopped outside the grass house, and the man looked at the world-renowned emperor, who was meticulous in his snow-white Confucian shirt, and a hosta was knotted in a bun, and he was standing respectfully under the eaves.
The man smiled wider.
What if you are famous in the world, what if you have mountains and rivers in your belly, you have a talent, but you have nowhere to show it.
Even though Qian Wenmu was his teacher before his father ascended the throne, as the father of the former crown prince, the Qian family declined, and he could only be a completely sour old scholar.
Without the support of the royal family, the scholars in the world are like mud legs in the alleys of the market.
Qi Heng walked down the ceremonial car, and his appearance was high.
Immediately, an attendant stepped forward and carefully tied his fox fur cloak to him.
He looked at Qian Wenmu with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, and the emperor's demeanor is the same as before." ”
Sikong Yuan calmed down, "The grass house is shabby, if Your Highness doesn't dislike it, you can go in and drink a glass of warm wine." ”
"It's better to be respectful than to obey."
An old man and a young man sat down in the grass house, Qi Heng pointed to the large pile of brocade boxes brought in by the attendants, and said with a smile: "I know that the teacher likes antiques in the study, these things are a little bit of the heart of the palace." After the teacher left for nineteen years, the father and the emperor and the Chinese martial arts of the dynasty were very concerned about you. Before the palace went south, the father also specially told the palace to come and see if you were healthy. ”
He didn't say anything about Taifu.
Qian Wenmu implicitly arched his hand towards the east, "Thank you for your concern." ”
The wine is ready.
The little boy held the warm wine, Qi Heng sniffed it and put it down, "Although the teacher is already seventy years old, the palace looks at it, and the demeanor/spirit is not inferior to that of young people." Jiang Ziya was invited out of the mountain by King Wen of Zhou at the age of seventy-two, I don't know if the palace can have that blessing, and I also asked the teacher to go out of the mountain to assist the palace? ”
Qian Wenmu's eyes were blank, "I heard that there are as many as three hundred staff members in the Prince's Mansion, why did His Highness come to me, an old bone with a decaying lintel?" ”
"The teacher's ability, I have seen it in my eyes in the past few years, you are naturally different from those mediocre people. Teacher, Shangjing is prosperous, and the Prince's Mansion is rich, if you live in the Prince's Mansion, where do you still need to drink this inferior wine? ”
Qian Wenmu took a sip of wine, "Jiangnan is as good as Jiangnan, if my old bones can be buried here, it will be a beautiful thing." ”
"Heh......" Qi Heng sneered, "The teacher really refuses to go back to Beijing with me?" ”
"Your Highness should know that what I am asking for is not wealth and glory, but the century-old reputation of the Qian family."
Qian Wenmu looked at him, his former clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of dust, and the undercurrent was turbulent.
"Teacher, this is negotiating conditions with this palace?"
Qi Heng took out a dagger from his wide sleeve and slowly placed it on the square table, "Don't hide it from the teacher, you have lectured in Lin'an Academy over the years, and you have sent a lot of talents to the DPRK. What my father means is that if you refuse to go back to Beijing, you can take the secrets in your stomach and bury them in Jiangnan......"
The dagger was unsheathed, and the cold light flickered under the candle flame, and it was cold.
There was a rapid sound of military boots outside the grass house, and the guards of the prince's mansion had already surrounded this grass house.
Qi Heng dusted his wide sleeves, "Taifu, this palace has already compensated you, if you want to achieve a great cause, sacrifice is inevitable." In the past few years, you have been in retreat in the grassland, quietly watching the trend of the world, expressing your opinions and shining with the pen of a literati, isn't it to attract the palace to find you? Now this palace personally invited you out of the mountain, but you refused this palace, what, are you blaming this palace for being ruthless back then? Or do you want to assist my third brother? ”
Qian Wenmu smiled.
He still drank unhurriedly, "The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers are not disloyal." It's just that as His Highness said, my emperor is famous all over the world, if the people of the world know that I died in the hands of His Highness, how will they think of His Highness? There are many princes, but why did the emperor send you to do this? ”
Qi Heng's expression changed.
Originally, he thought that his father sent him to Jiangnan to perform such an important task because he valued him.
But......
Is the consequences of killing the emperor really something he can afford?
As Qian Wenmu said, there are so many princes, why did his father send him to do this thankless job?
And the father is suspicious, never reuse the people who have given up, when the Taifu was imprisoned, it was the Qian family who was copied by the father himself......
Could it be that his father hated him?
Or is it jealous of him, so you want to ruin his reputation?
Yes, my father's favorite son now is his third brother.
The man wearing a golden crown and a bright yellow four-clawed python robe suddenly became very uneasy.
He looked left and right under the lamp, and found that the only one who could guide him seemed to be the emperor in front of him.
He took the dagger and smiled gloomily, "Teacher, it was my father who wanted to kill you, not me, I was also raised by you when I was young, and now I am in trouble, you have to help me." ”
On the other side, Zhao Mansion.
Not long after Qi Heng left, another honor car left from the back door of Zhao's mansion.
The moon is in the sky.
Before the ceremony, two girls held flower baskets and sprinkled flower petals in the sky.
Four girls followed closely behind with ruyi, palm fans and other objects.
The sandalwood carved flowers behind them are luxurious and exquisite, and the four corners hang down the water red veil, and the veil is covered with high-quality ice silk pillows, and the girl with a light veil covering her face sits in it with an expressionless face.
The bluestone slab road is wide and clean, and the houses on both sides have closed their doors and have slept peacefully, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves are endless, leading to the end of the road.
In the silence, someone came with a lantern.
is a graceful middle-aged woman, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes show the vicissitudes of life, but you can also vaguely see the beauty of her youth.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when she passed by the honor car, she crashed straight into it.
The guards who followed immediately after the ceremony immediately drew their swords and faced her, but they grabbed her in an instant, "You woman, the road is so wide, how did you walk?!" Did you deliberately bump into our young lady?! ”
They looked at the noble but indifferent girl behind the light gauze tent, "Miss, what should you do with this woman?" Why don't the lowly officials beat her up and let her go? ”
The girl looked at the darkness in front of her, and her voice was as light as a dream, "What did you do if you were bent on death?" ”
Several guards looked at each other.
If you don't let it go, will you kill people in the street?
Just as she was hesitating, a girl scolded coldly: "Throw her into the government prison and let her fend for herself!" Miss is still going to meet people, don't be sluggish! ”
Several guards hurriedly said yes.
The driver continued to the end of the road.
One of the guards pushed the woman, "Look, it's a rich family, why can't you think of asking for death?" Let's go, don't delay! ”
The shadow of the lamp flickered, and the woman raised her eyes.
At the bottom of the eye, there is the bustling Tianxiangfang in the distance.
Just now, she deliberately passed by the door of Ying Yunxuan, so that the people inside could see her appearance, and sure enough, the young boss chased after her.
However, the young man's kung fu was mediocre and there was no way to catch up with her.
She hooked her lips, smiled wryly, and turned to go to the mansion.
The night nine postures of the ceremonial car stopped outside an inconspicuous mansion.
The neat red carpet was rolled out to the end of the mansion, and the girl stretched out a naked jade foot from the heavily overlapped skirt and stepped lightly on the red carpet.
The mansion is brightly lit, and the bead curtain screen has already been furnished in advance.
The girl sat down behind the screen before a woman was brought in.
She respectfully blessed the body, "I have heard that the eldest lady is coming to Lin'an, and the concubine wanted to greet her in person, but the prince is ......"
This person is Qian Jiaren's mother, she is the daughter of the Ye family, and her husband died because of the prince, so he needs to avoid suspicion.
Behind the screen, the girl still covered her face with a light veil.
She raised her eyes.
Immediately, a girl took out a picture scroll knowingly, and said childishly: "Mrs. Qian, have you ever seen the girl in the painting?" ”
The woman looked at her, but she was stunned, "She...... Miss, what are you looking for her? ”
The girl's eyes were calm, "The four kingdoms and the world, the sons of the hundred schools, the yin and yang, they will not be silent for too long." Sacrifice for the world, marry for the four countries, and become the bride of the netherworld, this is her fate. Mrs. Qian, she, where? ”
The woman's face was ugly.
After a while, she whispered: "The eldest lady fell into the Yin Yang Heavenly Sect, won't the ancestor stop you?" The hundred schools of thought are the most orthodox in Confucianism, Mo, Taoism, Law, and name, and the Yin and Yang schools are the most sideways. Miss, there is the whole night house standing behind you, please be careful before you make a choice. ”
"Bang!"
The best pear blossom wood screen is split in an instant!
Ye Jiuzi got up, glanced at her coldly, and turned to leave.
The woman wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, "Miss, the concubine is ......"
Ye Jiuzi stood under the eaves, and the afterglow fell on the window.
Qian Jiaren, who came to eavesdrop, looked at this woman nervously with a shocked face.
This woman, pretty is beautiful, but her temper is not very good.
Say do it, do it, and look at how scared his mother!
Ye Jiuzi indifferently withdrew his gaze, "You want me to take him to Beijing?" ”
"Yes." The woman lowered her head and didn't ask Ye Jiuzi why she knew her thoughts, "As the eldest lady can see, the Qian family today has decayed. The concubine married into the Qian family, crowned the name and surname of the husband, one was prosperous, and one was lost, and she never thought of attaching herself to the Ye family. But the beauty is timid by nature, and the knife of the Son of Heaven may point to the Qian family again one day, he is in Jiangnan, and I am not at ease. ”
Qian Jiaren was surprised, "Mother?!" ”
He had always thought that his father had really committed an unforgivable mistake, but ...... It doesn't seem to be that simple?
"As you wish."
The girl's voice was cold, and she stepped on the red carpet barefoot and went out of the house.
On early winter nights, even the moonlight is cold.
It spilled from the patio, the relatively silent mother and child under the eaves, and the indifferent back of the girl in the petals, as if there were two worlds.
Just as the Netherworld is to Shikoku, it is also two worlds.
The girl boarded the ceremonial car.
The calm eyes were plated with a layer of red by the cold moon.
She clearly knew that if she didn't marry the Netherworld, she couldn't stop them from going south to invade the Rong Kingdom.
The only suitable marriage is the girl in the portrait.
This is her fate.
["Splendid Green Plum"] No. 170 Is there a passionate feeling of yin and yang in the netherworld?
The author [Yingsu] is a classic and excellent work carefully conceived day and night [Kuixing Pavilion]'s book ["Splendid Green Plum"] of 170 Netherworld Yin and Yang is a spontaneous reprint work by netizens
"Splendid Green Plum" No. 170 Netherworld Yin Yang Book Seeing this, I admire or not, our author Yingsu Of course, the best should be you
In fact, I just want to ask if this book is still qualified to enter your eyes, "Splendid Green Plum" of 170 Netherworld Yin and Yang, if it is not bad, you must not be stingy with your genuine support!
Next Chapter Preview:...! Qi Heng was already bandaging his wounds, and when he saw that he let the assassin go, he immediately jumped up in anger, "Hu Yu, what are you doing?!" Hu Yu turned around and was already smiling, "Your Highness, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to go back to the Zhao Mansion first." Qi Heng looked at the dark mountains and forests, and sat on the ceremonial car without saying a word. Grass House. The child was still cooking wine. Shen Changfeng and Lu Jinghuai knelt on the ground with gloomy faces, listening to Qian Wenmu's endless teachings: "...... If I hadn't made a timely move, you two bastards, would you really think you could come out alive from under Hu Yu?! Relying on your ability, you are used to the wilderness in Jiangnan, but there are people outside the sky, you two really think you are invincible?! Shen Changfeng did not move......
Next two chapter previews:... What the. Xie Wanzheng made up his mind. She didn't expect Xie Jinci to be so good at arguing that she would be able to escape death! And Xie Jinci said at the beginning that before Zhao Jinxuan died, she confessed that Cai'er killed people at the behest of her Xie Wanzheng, and now she just wants to leave this place quickly! Holding Qi Heng's hand, she tried to make herself smile naturally, "Brother Prince, since the case has been closed, let's go back to Fang Pavilion, right?" Qi Heng smiled and looked at Xie Jinci meaningfully before leading everyone to leave. His eyes lit up, as if he were looking at a very interested prey. After making such a fuss, Xie Jinci no longer had the interest of appreciating plums, and after saying goodbye to everyone, he left alone. The wind and snow are getting heavier. Yohe-in. ......
Next three chapter previews:... It will never be found. Shen Changfeng touched the tip of his nose. Removing the mask or something, that's impossible, it's impossible in this life. Xie Jinci was melancholy, "You don't want to?" "It's not that I don't want to take it off, it's just that my face is too beautiful, and I'm afraid that taking off the mask will make you ashamed of yourself." Xie Jinci: "......" Shen Changfeng saw that she was unhappy, so he hugged her into his arms, "That's it, let's be honest, there was a fire in my house when I was a child, and this half of my face was burned in the fire, and it still looks terrifying." I had no choice but to cover it with a mask. After hearing this, Xie Jinci couldn't help but touch his face with pity. How painful it must be when the fire burns on the flesh and skin! Clear......
Next Four Chapter Preview:... I had time to shout a word, and the sound of breaking the wind was close at hand! "There are assassins! Protect Your Highness! Hu Yu shot instantly! The dead soldier raised by the prince of Daliang died directly in his hands! There was chaos all around, and other dead soldiers attacked one after another, as if they knew the location in the darkness well, and clearly knew where Qi Heng was standing! Lu Jinghuai was not idle, and reached out to catch Xie Jinci to protect her, but through the clear moonlight, he saw Shen Changfeng leaning on the side of the boat, hugging Xie Jinci's thin waist tightly! Xie Jinci nestled in his arms very obediently. Crystal clear eyes, cautiously looking around. That posture, that expression, is the extreme trust in the man behind him. She believed that Shen Changfeng would be able to protect her. She believes in Shen Changfeng's strength! Through countless children of the family who fled in a panic, Lu Jinghuai stood under the moon, his eyes were complicated. Why did he think that these two were not like brother and sister at all? Although they behaved in a polite manner, he intuitively felt that the two were not like brother and sister. The two men are inextricably linked, and the invisible threads entangle them tightly, as if there is no room for anyone else in between. This thought made Lu Jinghuai irritable for no reason, and he wanted to confirm Shen Changfeng's feelings for Xie Jinci, whether it was his brother's feelings for his sister. After all, they are not brothers and sisters! But now the chaotic situation, apparently......
Next 5 Chapter Preview: ......
Next Six Chapter Preview:... A few "Fu Gongzi", all she answered was the howling cold wind. "There is no smell of blood in the store, which proves that he did not return here after the accident." Lu Jinghuai frowned, "Words, let's go ask the neighbors, right?" As a result, the neighbors didn't know what happened to the store either. The two walked along the banks of the Xunjiang River and quickly met Shen Changfeng. "Jiang Shu is not in the house, I don't know where he went." The young man in Tsing Yi exhaled a few hot breaths, and looked at Tianxiangfang's eyes full of anger, "If he dares to do anything to Fu Tinghan...... I'm going to make him regret it. After a night of heavy snowfall, Xie Jinci was destined to not be able to sleep. Sitting at the dresser in the morning, she carefully covered the blue and black under her eyes with pearl cream, and before she could dress up, Libai came in and reported: "Miss, Miss Feng is here, saying that she is going to stay in Yanghe Courtyard for a few days, please take her to visit the lower courtyard." Xie Jinci closed his eyes, very impatient. Originally, she was in a mess here, and all kinds of clues were stirred into a pot of porridge, but Xie Wanzheng came to her at this time...... Is she so impatient to pay for everything she's done? Li Bai saw that her face was wrong, and said softly: "Why don't you go out and talk back, just say that the young lady is sick and it is not suitable to meet guests?" "I promised her last night, and now I suddenly refuse, which is not etiquette." Xie Jinci got up, "Let's go and meet." She came to the courtyard, and sure enough, she saw Xie Wanzheng walking around with two maids. ......
Next Seven Chapter Preview: ......
Next Eight Chapter Preview: ......
Next Nine Chapter Preview:... Turn to Xiao Youen. Xiao Youen had already hidden under the table, and his expression was even more vigilant than Hai Dongqing. Ye Jiuzi said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you want it or not, the young master of the Netherworld said that he would choose the concubine himself." The silver bell rang, and the sedan chair left slowly. Xiao Youen stroked his chest with his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief. Xie Jinci suddenly turned to Shen Changfeng. Ye Jiuzi is so beautiful, and her bearing is quite outstanding, I don't know if her bad brother is tempted...... Shen Changfeng leaned lazily against the wall, his eyes lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Xie Jinci tilted his head, fortunately, her bad brother was not tempted, people would definitely look down on him, if he had to ask to marry, maybe he would make people laugh at the Shen family. Resemble......
Next 10 Chapter Preview: ......
Summary of this chapter In the study, the little eunuch nervously packed up the tea set, "Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like to listen to your preaching, you don't say a few words, why don't you make him unhappy?" He's not happy, and it's hard for the little ones to do things! ”
Hu Yu didn't care.
With slender and thin hands hanging down at the side of his legs, a palm-sized red-haired spider, dancing with eight slender legs, slowly climbed up the back of his hand.
He held up the red-haired spider and looked at it, "The prince is young, so our family has to take care of it." Those few words of truth may not be for the prince. As long as someone hears it, it can always show that our family is loyal, right? ”
The little eunuch was foolish, "But Master, when the prince enters the mountain, don't you really follow him?" In case there are assassins, how can those fancy East Palace guards be able to stop them? ”
"Naturally, you have to go," Hu Yu hid the big spider in his sleeve pocket, "If the prince dies in Jiangnan, the one in the palace, the one in Lin'an's family, but he will take our family to ask the ......."
The cold wind blows open the carved window.
His figure disappeared like a ghost.
The luxurious ceremonial ride is slowly driving in the deep mountains.
As winter approaches, the temperature in the mountains drops sharply, and the grass and trees on both sides of the road are covered with frost.
Qi Heng sat on the warm soft couch, tightened the stove in his hand, his eyes fell on the grass hut lit by lights in the distance, and the corners of his lips pursed into a smile that he was bound to get.
The ceremonial driver stopped outside the grass house, and the man looked at the world-renowned emperor, who was meticulous in his snow-white Confucian shirt, and a hosta was knotted in a bun, and he was standing respectfully under the eaves.
The man smiled wider.
What if you are famous in the world, what if you have mountains and rivers in your belly, you have a talent, but you have nowhere to show it.
Even though Qian Wenmu was his teacher before his father ascended the throne, as the father of the former crown prince, the Qian family declined, and he could only be a completely sour old scholar.
Without the support of the royal family, the scholars in the world are like mud legs in the alleys of the market.
Qi Heng walked down the ceremonial car, and his appearance was high.
Immediately, an attendant stepped forward and carefully tied his fox fur cloak to him.
He looked at Qian Wenmu with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, and the emperor's demeanor is the same as before." ”
Sikong Yuan calmed down, "The grass house is shabby, if Your Highness doesn't dislike it, you can go in and drink a glass of warm wine." ”
"It's better to be respectful than to obey."
An old man and a young man sat down in the grass house, Qi Heng pointed to the large pile of brocade boxes brought in by the attendants, and said with a smile: "I know that the teacher likes antiques in the study, these things are a little bit of the heart of the palace." After the teacher left for nineteen years, the father and the emperor and the Chinese martial arts of the dynasty were very concerned about you. Before the palace went south, the father also specially told the palace to come and see if you were healthy. ”
He didn't say anything about Taifu.
Qian Wenmu implicitly arched his hand towards the east, "Thank you for your concern." ”
The wine is ready.
The little boy held the warm wine, Qi Heng sniffed it and put it down, "Although the teacher is already seventy years old