She took the red tassel gun, with lightning speed to steal the bell, wanted to stab a few times in front, with a gust of wind, like a dense rain falling, and then another side flip, when she landed, she stood there steadily, and immediately turned her head, locked her eyes on the gun head, fixed for a moment, and turned her head to the stage position preset in her heart, looked sideways, her eyes were wide, and the eyes were cold, like a knife flash, as if a big hole was cut out of the person's body. I saw that the tip of her spear quickly brushed the ground, and when it encountered potholes and stagnant water, it would stir up splashes.

Xu Yurong quietly leaned against the door and looked at Xu Yuanyuan, she knew that in this troupe, only Xu Yuanyuan loved to be a martial artist. The other senior sisters and sisters are tired and easy to get hurt. Not only that, but he was unwilling to play Wudan. Xu Huanqing attaches great importance to Xu Huan, she is not surprised, nor is she jealous.

In Xu Yurong's opinion, since he can't do it, he has no right to be jealous.

At that end, the palace was brightly lit, and the city of sorrow illuminated by the yellow light was a little more solemn and luxurious. Tonight, I don't know how many beauties are leaning on the door and looking forward to Lang, but there is no one waiting for them, so they can only lean on the door and drink the wind in vain, looking at the moon and thinking about the dream.

The Imperial Palace is located at the front of the palace, but it is also the most central position - the court hall in front and the harem in the back. The glittering light illuminates this palace, as if it is paved with a layer of gold, like the rising sun, reflecting in all directions.

A little eunuch came in from outside, lowered his head, just looked at the road under his feet, and didn't dare to look around, for fear that it was that glance that turned him into a ghost that was not lacking in the deep palace. The little eunuch held a wooden tray as if he were on the edge of an abyss.

The tray was coated with a heavy layer of red paint, and the red was not a bright red, but a deep red, and a red of resentment, as if gazing at the fate and endless lamentation and crying of the ladies of the deep palace. There are a few jasper plates on it, which are neatly engraved by hand, not the name, but the position of the concubine, or the surname or title in front.

It turned out that the living person, the moment he entered this cold palace, turned into this cold jasper card, and there was no difference. If you have to care about any differences, it's the difference between the above positions and titles, right?

The little eunuch walked to the desk and knelt down, hunched over, and lifted the tray above his head, he did not dare to shake for half a minute, if he did not speak, he would really be a clay figure. But Liu Yi was not in a hurry to turn over the brand, Long Yan did not change, and continued to sit there and criticize the folds.

Seeing that Liu Yi hadn't turned over the cards for a long time, the eunuch was a little hesitant and said timidly: "Your Majesty, you should also ...... today It's a flop. ”

Although the sound was not loud, it could still be heard clearly in this silent room.

At this time, Liu Yi, who was sitting, was dipping his imperial pen in red ink, and was about to approve the fold, and the fold on the table was handed over by Qin Shao, the assassin of Qizhou who served in Qizhou in the south of Yan State.

The continuous heavy rain a while ago washed away the embankment, flooded thousands of acres of fertile land and the livestock sheds of the peasant households, drowned the cattle and sheep raised in the barn, and also washed away the houses where the peasant households lived. Although the flood has receded, after the flood, only the ruins of houses, wilted seedlings left behind after the flood of 10,000 acres, the corpses that began to stink, and many people who have nowhere to go.

Qin Shao asked the imperial court to distribute silver, grain and grass for disaster relief and resettle the displaced people. In the excerpt, it is said that because the government granary has not had time to prepare, all the grain and grass that are prepared for disaster on weekdays have been flooded and have become moldy. The few grain and grass that had not been flooded were also running out, because the tax and silver had just been paid at the end of last year, and now it was early spring, and the government did not have much silver. At present, he can only buy half from the grain merchant to cook gruel for the victims. However, there are more monks and less porridge, and those victims can only get a little. The victims drank gruel, picked up the bark of trees, and were lucky enough to dig up some wild vegetables, boil them casually, and then drink them with gruel. The gruel was not so much gruel as boiled rice soup. If you're lucky, there may be one or two distorted grains of rice at the bottom of the bowl.

Liu Yi believed in the history of the assassination of Qizhou, after all, it was a cronie sent by him.